They Don't Know
They call us a two lane just passing by slow down town
Yeah they say what's there to do when you ain't got nothin' around
Just a few street lights, speed limit signs that all say 25
But those folks ain't lived in our lives
They ain't seen the blood sweat and tears it took to live their dream
When everything's on the line
Ain't just another field just another farm
No it's the ground we grew up on
They think it's a middle of nowhere place where we take it slow
Aw but they don't know
All they see is tractors, barbwire and tall green grass
They don't see the years spent working, busting their ass
How they pray for rain
They don't know a thing
About what it takes
Livin' this way
They ain't seen the blood sweat and tears it took to live their dream
When everything's on the line
Ain't just another field just another farm
No it's the ground we grew up on
They think it's a middle of nowhere place where we take it slow
Aw but they don't know
They call us a two lane just passing by slow down town
Yeah they say what's there to do when you ain't got nothin' around
They ain't seen the blood sweat and tears it took to live their dream
When everything's on the line
Ain't just another field just another farm
No it's the ground we grew up on
They think it's a middle of nowhere place where we take it slow
Aw but they don't know
No, they don't know
Yeah they say what's there to do when you ain't got nothin' around
Just a few street lights, speed limit signs that all say 25
But those folks ain't lived in our lives
They ain't seen the blood sweat and tears it took to live their dream
When everything's on the line
Ain't just another field just another farm
No it's the ground we grew up on
They think it's a middle of nowhere place where we take it slow
Aw but they don't know
All they see is tractors, barbwire and tall green grass
They don't see the years spent working, busting their ass
How they pray for rain
They don't know a thing
About what it takes
Livin' this way
They ain't seen the blood sweat and tears it took to live their dream
When everything's on the line
Ain't just another field just another farm
No it's the ground we grew up on
They think it's a middle of nowhere place where we take it slow
Aw but they don't know
They call us a two lane just passing by slow down town
Yeah they say what's there to do when you ain't got nothin' around
They ain't seen the blood sweat and tears it took to live their dream
When everything's on the line
Ain't just another field just another farm
No it's the ground we grew up on
They think it's a middle of nowhere place where we take it slow
Aw but they don't know
No, they don't know
Credits
Writer(s): Jaron Boyer, Josh Mirenda, Kurt Michael Allison
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