Where Corn Dont Grow

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As we sat on the front porch
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Of that old grey house where I was born and raised
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Staring at the dusty fields
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Where my daddy worked hard everyday
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I think it kinda hurt him when I said
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"Daddy there's a lot that I don't know
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But don't you ever dream about a life
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Where corn don't grow?"

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He just sat there silent
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Staring at his favorite coffee cup
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I saw a storm of mixed emotions in his eyes
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When he looked up
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He said "son I know at your age
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It seems like this ole world is turnin' slow
        Dbm/Fb                             A
And you think you'll find the answer to it all
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Where corn don't grow."

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

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I remember feeling guilty
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When Daddy turned and walked back in the house
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I was only 17 back then
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But I thought that I knew more than I know now
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I can't say he didn't warn me
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This city life's a hard row to hoe
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Ain't it funny how a dream can turn around
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Where corn don't grow

                Dbm/Fb
Hard times are real
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There's dusty fields no matter where you go
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You may change your mind
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Cause the weeds are high where corn don't grow
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You may change your mind
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Oh the weeds are high where corn don't grow

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