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Capo on the 2nd fret.
Verse 1:
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As we sat on the front porch of that old grey house where i was born and raised
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Stared out at the dusty fields where daddy always worked hard eveyday
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I think it kind of hurt him when i said "Daddy there's a lot that i don't know
Bm G D
But don't you ever dream about a life where corn don't grow"
Verse 2:
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He just sat there silent staring in his favorite coffee cup
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I saw a storm of mixed emotions in his eyes when he looked up
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He said "Son i know at your age it feels like this ol' world is turning slow
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And you think you'll find the answer to it all,where corn don't grow"
Chorus
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Hard times are real,there's dusty fields
D
No matter where you go
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You may change your mind,'cause the weeds are high
D
Where corn don't grow
Verse 3:
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I remember feeling guilty when daddy turned and walked back in the house
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I was only seventeen back then but it seems like i knew more than i do now
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I can't say he didn't tell me this city life's a hard row to hoe
Bm G D
It's funny how a dream can turn around,where corn don't grow
Chorus
D Bm G
You may change your mind,'cause the weeds are high
D
Where corn don't grow
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