It Takes a Village
Couple kids riding round in beat-up trucks
We always acted before we thought
And I lost count of how many times we got stuck
Curbside on Brook Hollow, 3am
Grandma came to bail us out again
Didn't matter how much trouble that we got in
And I never thought how my mama would feel,
I couldn't reach the pedal, but I could reach the wheel
When we wrecked that car she never let us see the bill
We weren't easy for mom and dad to raise
About a hundred and some odd people we need to thank
I got to thank my pop for showing me that God's
More than a church pew and a choir
Thank you Uncle Joe for teachin' me to change a tire
Daddy put in work to put family first
If it meant lookin' for another job
And a farmer taught me honest work takes a lot
There's some lessons that I've learned lookin' back on life
A whole lot of love and more than my share of fights
It takes a village to raise 'em right
One July evening we pushed our luck
With a lighter, firewood, and plastic cups
Found Jim Beam and gasoline don't add up
Five best friends in a six-foot bed
Flyin' like freebirds against the wind
Til the blue lights shown bright waiting 'round the Swamp Road bend
Grandpa said, "Make the little things count.
You know when you know," and I knew, hands down
She wears my ring and shares my name now
I got to thank my pop for showing me that God's
More than a church pew and a choir
Thank you Uncle Joe for teachin' me to change a tire
Daddy put in work to put family first
If it meant lookin' for another job
And a farmer taught me honest work means a lot
There's some lessons that I've learned lookin' back on life
A whole lot of love and more than my share of fights
It takes a village to raise 'em right
Dad if you can see me down here now
I'm doing all I can to make you proud
And I hope you're tellin' all your buddies up there in the clouds
I got to thank my God for everything I've got
Don't blame him for the things I ain't
Everybody's got a purpose and a place
When we laid you down, they all came round
For a boy who's whole world was turned
Been some years since, but I'm grateful for all I've learned
If you can hear me know I'm gonna be alright
I got some damn good people down here making sure I'm fine
It takes a village to raise 'em right
A village to raise 'em right
We always acted before we thought
And I lost count of how many times we got stuck
Curbside on Brook Hollow, 3am
Grandma came to bail us out again
Didn't matter how much trouble that we got in
And I never thought how my mama would feel,
I couldn't reach the pedal, but I could reach the wheel
When we wrecked that car she never let us see the bill
We weren't easy for mom and dad to raise
About a hundred and some odd people we need to thank
I got to thank my pop for showing me that God's
More than a church pew and a choir
Thank you Uncle Joe for teachin' me to change a tire
Daddy put in work to put family first
If it meant lookin' for another job
And a farmer taught me honest work takes a lot
There's some lessons that I've learned lookin' back on life
A whole lot of love and more than my share of fights
It takes a village to raise 'em right
One July evening we pushed our luck
With a lighter, firewood, and plastic cups
Found Jim Beam and gasoline don't add up
Five best friends in a six-foot bed
Flyin' like freebirds against the wind
Til the blue lights shown bright waiting 'round the Swamp Road bend
Grandpa said, "Make the little things count.
You know when you know," and I knew, hands down
She wears my ring and shares my name now
I got to thank my pop for showing me that God's
More than a church pew and a choir
Thank you Uncle Joe for teachin' me to change a tire
Daddy put in work to put family first
If it meant lookin' for another job
And a farmer taught me honest work means a lot
There's some lessons that I've learned lookin' back on life
A whole lot of love and more than my share of fights
It takes a village to raise 'em right
Dad if you can see me down here now
I'm doing all I can to make you proud
And I hope you're tellin' all your buddies up there in the clouds
I got to thank my God for everything I've got
Don't blame him for the things I ain't
Everybody's got a purpose and a place
When we laid you down, they all came round
For a boy who's whole world was turned
Been some years since, but I'm grateful for all I've learned
If you can hear me know I'm gonna be alright
I got some damn good people down here making sure I'm fine
It takes a village to raise 'em right
A village to raise 'em right
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Writer(s): Jacob Machulcz
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