Besedila: Tracy Lawrence. A Far Cry from You.

I'm on a white line runnin' down the interstate
Tryin' to wipe away the rain that's runnin' down my face
Goin' any old ware, any old place
Just some place else

By now you know that I'm not there
And if you don't know why
Well, can't you see the tears it took for me
To say goodbye

Yeah, I left a few on your old sweater
I watched them fall on a love sick letters
And I've cried a river, cried a mile wide one
I'd even cried some crocodile ones

But from out here you can't hear me callin'
And you won't see me when I start fallin'
'Cause this time, baby, the next time that I do
I'll be a far cry from you

In a moment of truth, it's a matter of fact
There's only one way to go and that ain't goin' back
So I ain't stopped since I stopped for gas
A hundred miles ago

And right now I'm caught somewhere between gone
And gone for good
And these tears will dry but there have been times
I wondered if they would

Yeah, I left a few on your old sweater
I watched them fall on a love sick letters
And I've cried a river, cried a mile wide one
I'd even cried some crocodile ones

But from out here you can't hear me callin'
And you won't see me when I start fallin'
'Cause this time, baby the next time that I do
I'll be a far cry from you

Yeah, from out here you can't hear me callin'
And you won't see me when I start fallin'
'Cause this time, baby, the next time that I do
I'll be a far cry from you