Where Corn Don'T Grow

As we sat on the front porch of that old gray house where I was born and raised
We stared out at the dusty fields where daddy 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, starin' 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 whole 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 the weeds are high where corn don't grow

I remember feelin' guilty when daddy turned and walked back in the house
I was only 17 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

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