.As we sat on the front porch
Of that old grey house where I was born and raised.
Staring at the dusty fields
Where my Daddy 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 .
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