Where Corn Don't Grow - Live

As we sat on the front porch
Of that old grey house where I was born and raised
Staring at the dusty fields
Where my daddy worked hard everyday
And I think it kinda hurt him when I said
"Daddy, there's a lot that I don't know
But don't you ever dream about a life
Where corn don't grow?"

He just sat there silent
Staring at his favorite coffee cup
I saw a storm of mixed emotions in his eyes
When he looked up
He said, "Son I know at your age
It seems like this ole world is turnin' slow
And you think you'll find the answer to it all
Where corn don't grow"

Hard times are real
There's dusty fields no matter where you go
You may change your mind
'Cause son, those weeds are high where corn don't grow

I remember feeling guilty
When daddy turned and walked back in the house
And I was only 17 back then
And thought that I knew more than I know now
And I can't say he didn't warn me
City life's a hard row to hoe
Ain't it funny how dreams can turn around?
Corn don't grow

Hard times are real
There's dusty fields no matter where you go
You may change your mind
'Cause son, those weeds are high where corn don't grow

You may change your mind
'Cause son, those weeds are high where corn don't grow



Credits
Writer(s): Mark Alan Springer, Roger Murrah, Mark. Springer, Roger. Murrah
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