No highways, no corner bars
No city lights to blind them stars
There ain’t much to the place that I grew up in
I’d have given anything when I was a kid
If they’d have put an arcade or a Cinemark in
Oh man, we’d have missed all the weekends
We’d have spent a nothing
to just ride around
young dumb a too loud
And to a girl
our names on that world
I I is too
I with the fields I still the moon
I that town that I grew up in
nothing
that on the back the farm
Learned to them play guitar
And under them trees you with no interruptions
nothing
to just ride around
young dumb a too loud
And to a girl
our names on that world
I I is too
there in the quiet the wide open blue
I that town that I grew up in
nothing
Now I got me a spot way out here
The all scatter when I crack a cold beer
No cars to drown out the that river running
And it ain’t everyone, I it
nothing
nothing
to just ride around
young dumb a too loud
And to a girl
our names on that world
I I is too
there with the fields I still the moon
I that town that I grew up in
nothing
nothing
