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As we sat

on the front porch..
of that old gray house

where l was

born and raised. . .
Starin'
at the dusty fields

where my daddy

worked hard every day...
I think it kind of 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 com don't grow...
He just sat there sighin'

Starin' 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

Seems like this old world

is turnin' slow. . .
And you think you'll find

the answer to it all

Where com don't grow...
Hard times are real

There's dusty fields

no matter where you go..
But you may

change your mind

'Cause the weeds are high

Where com don't grow..
Instrumental 127
I remember feelin' guiity

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 com 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 com don't grow..
You may change your mind

Oh, the weeds are high

Where com don't grow...
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Title
Where Corn Don't Grow
Artist
Travis Tritt
Brand
Rising Star
(7 Other Versions)
Code
RS503-10
Genre
country