Rows

Another day another dollar in the county seat
This town gets to be too much for me
Came for the thrill of it
Stayed cause I can't quit now

Been wondering how I started this
Letting it rip past the city limits
It's just that smell of cut grass on a diesel wind
You're asking what I miss most?
Where should I begin?

Have you ever walked the rows just to think?
In early July I wonder
Could it just stay knee high all summer?

A little piece of heaven, don't blink
Or it'll be gone in a moment
Even a rodeo rider can't hold it

I'm gonna drive at dusk
Down a two lane road
Elbow out the window
Flying solo
It's tough. I can never get enough of this

Some things motor on
And some you don't forget
The ones that keep coming back never made much sense
County fair, 91', seeing Randy Travis
Me and Ma in the bleachers just singing and laughing

Have you ever walked the rows just to think?
In early July I wonder
Could it just stay knee high all summer?

A little piece of heaven, don't blink
Or it'll be gone in a moment
Even a rodeo rider can't hold it

Can't hold it



Credits
Writer(s): Brady Moen
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