(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