She lives in a trailer house on the banks of the Coosa
And tends bar there at the legion in Rome
Three nights a week she walks two miles into town
To back down drunks she went to high school with

A strong mountain jaw
Her spine the blue ridge
Lost in these low whispering hills
I am a lifer
Filled to the gills
With a highlander's faith

Mama used to say us boys would be safe
While the dooms of men fall through time
If we cling to the roots, polish our boots
And listen for the sound of god's laughter

A strong mountain jaw
Her spine the blue ridge
Lost in these low whispering hills
I am a lifer
Filled to the gills
With a highlander's faith
I am a lifer
Filled to gills
With a highlander's faith"