Ground I Grew Up On

That ain't just dirt That ain't just dust blowin' That ain't just nothing but an old fishing hole Ain't just some rooster crowing It's where I learned how to be a boy Washed in the blood and red dirt mud Kinda glad I didn't have a choice So, girl, just kick back in that shotgun Let me show you where I'm from Girl, where I'm from Might look like nothing but gravel roads And tractors rolling over them fields And praying that we get a little rain soon And cutting loose in hand me down wheels And knocking them Friday night beers back By the train tracks and thinking that I'd never miss this place when I've got gone But that's the ground I grew up on Yeah, that's the ground I grew up on Girl, don't blink You might miss it all It's where I could fix anything I broke but the law It was hard to leave Girl, that's the truth But you know if I'd stuck around this little town I'd never found you Might look like nothing but gravel roads And tractors rolling over them fields And praying that we get a little rain soon And cutting loose in hand me down wheels And knocking them Friday night beers back By the train tracks and thinking that I'd never miss this place when I've got gone But that's the ground I grew up on Yeah, that's the ground I grew up on Where the tales are as tall as the corn grows Baby, who knows if we're lucky Maybe one day at our back door Might look like nothing but gravel roads And tractors rolling over them fields And praying that we get a little rain soon And cutting loose in hand me down wheels And knocking them Friday night beers back By the train tracks and thinking that I'd never miss this place when I've got gone But looking back I couldn't have been more wrong 'Cause that's the ground I grew up on Yeah, that's the ground I grew up on