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Grew Up Country
by Dylan Marlowe
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Money can't buy growing up without money
Running 'round the yard with your bare feet muddy
Mama made you tuck your shirt for church on Sunday
And you're thinking that you got it bad
You wonder if it'd be a little different in the city
What it'd be like to live like them kids on the TV
Anywhere but any part of this nitty gritty
Little bigger dot on the map
Yeah, oh, it was easy to see what all we didn't have
Oh, but sitting here grown up looking back
I wouldn't have it any other way, thank God I was born and raised
Down there where the street ends and the creek bends
Weekends, we'd spend our money on
Cold beers from the county store, a couple inches on a 4x4
Lord knows there's a lot of ways that we coulda came up, buddy
But I'm glad we grew up country
(I'm glad we grew up country)
Yeah, daddy drove an old Ford truck 'til it died
And we drove him crazy when he pulled in the drive
He taught us how to hunt, tie a hook and wet a line
He always said, "Boy, trust me, you'd be glad you grew up country."
I wouldn't have it any other way, thank God I was born and raised
Down there where the street ends and the creek bends
Weekends, we'd spend our money on
Cold beers from the county store, a couple inches on a 4x4
Lord knows there's a lot of ways that we coulda came up, buddy
But I'm glad we grew up country
And I wouldn't have it any other way, thank God I was born and raised
Down there where the street ends and the creek bends
Weekends, we'd spend our money on
Cold beers from the county store, a couple inches on a 4x4
Lord knows there's a lot of ways that we coulda came up, buddy
But I'm glad we grew up country
Yeah, I'm glad we grew up country
Yeah, money can't buy growing up without money
Running 'round the yard with your bare feet muddy
Money can't buy growing up without money
Running 'round the yard with your bare feet muddy
Mama made you tuck your shirt for church on Sunday
And you're thinking that you got it bad
You wonder if it'd be a little different in the city
What it'd be like to live like them kids on the TV
Anywhere but any part of this nitty gritty
Little bigger dot on the map
Yeah, oh, it was easy to see what all we didn't have
Oh, but sitting here grown up looking back
I wouldn't have it any other way, thank God I was born and raised
Down there where the street ends and the creek bends
Weekends, we'd spend our money on
Cold beers from the county store, a couple inches on a 4x4
Lord knows there's a lot of ways that we coulda came up, buddy
But I'm glad we grew up country
(I'm glad we grew up country)
Yeah, daddy drove an old Ford truck 'til it died
And we drove him crazy when he pulled in the drive
He taught us how to hunt, tie a hook and wet a line
He always said, "Boy, trust me, you'd be glad you grew up country."
I wouldn't have it any other way, thank God I was born and raised
Down there where the street ends and the creek bends
Weekends, we'd spend our money on
Cold beers from the county store, a couple inches on a 4x4
Lord knows there's a lot of ways that we coulda came up, buddy
But I'm glad we grew up country
And I wouldn't have it any other way, thank God I was born and raised
Down there where the street ends and the creek bends
Weekends, we'd spend our money on
Cold beers from the county store, a couple inches on a 4x4
Lord knows there's a lot of ways that we coulda came up, buddy
But I'm glad we grew up country
Yeah, I'm glad we grew up country
Yeah, money can't buy growing up without money
Running 'round the yard with your bare feet muddy
