Grew Up Country

Lyrics
{Verse 1] Money can't buy growin' up without money Runnin' round the yard with your bare feet muddy Momma made you tuck your shirt for church on Sunday And you thinkin' that, you got it bad You wonder if it'd be a little different in the city What it be like to live like them kids on the TV Anywhere but any part of this nitty gritty A little bigger dot on the map [Bridge} Yea ohhh, it was easy to see What all we didn't have Ohhh but sittin' here grown up lookin' back [Chorus] 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 Weekеnds, we'd spend our money on Cold beers from thе 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 [Verse 2] Yea daddy drove an old Ford truck till 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 be glad you grew up country" [Chorus] 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 [Bridge] 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 [Outro] Yea I'm glad we grew up country Yea money can't buy growin' up without money Runnin' round the yard with your bare feet muddy
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Credits
- Writers
- Dylan Marlowe
- Jeb Gipson
- Zach Abend