Travis Tritt

Travis Tritt
Where Corn Don't Grow

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 every day
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 emotion in his eyes when he looked up
He said: "Son, I know at your age seems like this ol' world is turning 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 the weeds are high
Where corn don't grow

I remember feeling guilty when Daddy turned and walked back in the house
I was only seventeen back then but I thought that I knew more than I know now
I can't say he didn't warn me, this city life's a hard row to hoe
Ain't it funny how a dream can turn around where corn don't grow

Hard times are real
There's dusty fields
No matter where you go
And you may change your mind
'Cause the weeds are high
Where corn don't grow

You may change your mind
Oh, the weeds are high
Where corn don't grow

keeskees

Submitted by keeskees at Wed 16 May, 2012 12:14 am

Author: Mark Alan Springer, Roger Murrah
Composer: Roger Murrah, Mark Alan Springer
Publisher: EDI
Published in: 1996
Language: English
Available on: The Restless Kind (1996), The Very Best Of Travis Tritt (2007), Top 10 (2011)

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