(Kathy Mattea)
Well, I'm leaving West Virginia in the morning
And I'm headin' out that California way
I don't know what I'll find but baby it's my time
And I'll surely leave my heart below the Mason-Dixon line
I've seen a lot of folks 'round the street tonight
Can't seem to find the words to say goodbye
We're close enough to touch but speaking is too much
And goodbyes are heard without a word
And they're much more than enough
My mama and my daddy they don't know what to say
They just can't bring themselves to understand
They think I run away, but to run would be to stay
Cause the things you want are only worth the price you have to pay
What is home but a place you keep within your heart
And call on when you need to feel assured
A place where all you need to be is what you are-
A past that in the present somehow makes you feel secure
Well, I'm leavin' West Virginia in the morning
And I'm headin' out that California way
I don't know what I'll find but baby it's my time
And I'll surely leave my heart below the Mason-Dixon line
Yes I'll surely leave my heart below the Mason-Dixon line