Waylon Jennings. Where Corn Don't Grow. Zeneszám

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

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