No there won't be an ambush anytime soon
If the birds are returning it's safe enough to say
That much is true

In the desert that borders between me and you
Where more than a few good men have failed to come back
Or get through

And the only things living around here don't wanna talk
And the wine isn't working and the vacancy signs are
Off

The hardships of marching they've only just begun
Love is a country better crossed when you're young


I'm staring in the window of a moving train
That looks almost human as she barrels down the tracks
And comes my way

This no good dog of mine's got the heart of a stray
And is down in the ditch lights before I've even a
Chance to call his name

I'm watching the clouds overwhelming the evening sun
It's just after lightning and before the thunder comes
When nothing really happens and suddenly then it does

Love is a country better served with someone

I remember the evening you last came home

It was warm as the devil sat back up with his boots put
Back on
He said you never get boring you keep me young

There's more work than ever and still only one of me to
Get it done
Now her ring's on the seat riding shotgun next to my

Hat
With her name on the window where fog settles down on
The glass

Nowhere in the middle of somewhere that has no past
Love is a country you leave and not welcome back
You leave and not welcome back


Love is a country that won't be overcome
That won't be overcome