[Intro]
Am  F  C  G  x2
[Versetto]
      Am                           F 
Was a boy who was a dreamer and he flew so high and proud 
     C                           G 
In a world full of people out to cut his young ass down 
       Am                F 
No one ever understood a single word he said 
     C                              G 
They cast him to the wolves when he wasn't well and fed
[Strumentale]
Am  F  C  G
[Versetto]
Am                         F 
Boys, we've got a riser, a riser in our midst 
    C                                      G 
And he will get the last laugh if it's the last thing he did 
       Am                          F 
And he used to roll around in that red dirt mud 
    C                               G 
But now he's skipping town and that riser's out for blood
[Ritornello]
           Am           F 
Don't stop going, going south 
               C                       G 
'Cause they'll let you play your music real damn loud 
           Am               F 
Don't stop heading, heading south 
          C                             G 
They will understand the words that are pouring from your mouth
[Strumentale]
Am  F  C  G
[Versetto]
         Am                          F 
And that boy he called his daddy to tell him what he did 
       C                             G 
As the masses scream the lyrics of a messed up kid 
    Am                               F 
And then he told that old man he was never coming back 
      C                   G 
To be cut down again in a town like that
[Versetto]
       Am                           F 
And he surely came to learn: people come to watch you fall 
     C                        G 
He's out to make a name and a fool out of 'em all 
            Am                    F 
And they'll never understand that boy and his kind 
       C                        G 
'Cause all they comprehend is a fuckin' dollar sign
[Ritornello]
           Am           F 
Don't stop going, going south 
               C                       G 
'Cause they'll let you play your music real damn loud 
           Am               F 
Don't stop heading, heading south 
                 C                             G 
'Cause they will understand the words that are pouring from your mouth
[Ritornello]
           Am           F 
Don't stop going, going south 
          C                             G 
They will understand the words that are pouring from your mouth 
           Am           F 
Don't stop going, going south 
              C                         G 
Cause they'll let you scream your music real damn loud