Where Corn Don't Grow

(Roger Murrah - Mark Allan)



As we sat on the front porch

Of that ole gray house where I was born and raised

And stared out at the dusty fields

Where daddy's always 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 in 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 it feels

Like this old world is turning slow

And you think you'll find the answer

To it all where corn don't grow.''



But 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.



--- Instrumental ---



I remember feeling guilty

When daddy turned and walked back in the house

I was only seventeen back then

But it seems like I knew more than I do now.



I can't say he didn't tell me

This city life's a hard row to hoe

It's funny how a dream can turn around

Where corn don't grow.



But 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.



You may change your mind

'Cause the weeds are high where corn don't grow...