Where Corn Don't Grow

As we sat on the front porch of that old gray house

Where I was born and raised

Staring at the dusty fields

Where my daddy worked hard everyday

Well, 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 favourite coffee cup

I saw a storm of mixed emotions

In his eyes when he looked up

He said, "Son, I know at your age

You think that this old 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 weeds are high where corn don't grow

I remember feeling guilty

When daddy turned and walked back in the house

I was only 17 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 your dream

Can turn around where corn don't grow

Hard times are real

There's dusty fields no matter where you go

You may change your mind

'Cause weeds are high where corn don't grow

Hard times are real

There's dusty fields no matter where you go

You may change your mind

'Cause weeds are high where corn don't grow