Travis Tritt - Where corn dont grow

As ^Ewe sat on the front porch Of that o^Ald grey house where I was born and ^Eraised ^Dbm/FbStaring at the dusty fields ^AWhere my daddy worked hard every^Eday ^Dbm/FbI think it kinda hurt him when I ^Asaid "Daddy there's a lot that I don't ^Eknow But ^Dbm/Fbdon't you ever dream about a ^Alife Where corn don't ^Egrow?"

^EHe just sat there silent Staring ^Aat his favorite coffee ^Ecup ^Dbm/FbI saw a storm of mixed emotions in his ^Aeyes When he looked ^Eup He said ^Dbm/Fb"son I know at your age ^AIt seems like this ole world is turnin' ^Eslow And you ^Dbm/Fbthink you'll find the answer to it ^Aall Where corn don't ^Egrow."

^Dbm/FbHard times are real There's dusty ^Afields no matter where you ^Ego You may change your ^Dbm/Fbmind Cause the weeds are ^Ahigh where corn don't ^Egrow

^EI remember feeling guilty When ^ADaddy turned and walked back in the ^Ehouse I was ^Dbm/Fbonly 17 back then But I ^Athought that I knew more than I know ^Enow I can't ^Dbm/Fbsay he didn't warn me This ^Acity life's a hard row to ^Ehoe Ain't it ^Dbm/Fbfunny how a dream can turn a^Around Where corn don't ^Egrow

Hard times are r^Dbm/Fbeal There's dusty ^Afields no matter where you ^Ego You may change your ^Dbm/Fbmind Cause the weeds are ^Ahigh where corn don't ^Egrow

You may change your m^Dbm/Fbind Oh the weeds are ^Ahigh where corn don't ^Egrow