Laine Hardy Lyrics - Ground I Grew Up On

Laine Hardy - Ground I Grew Up On

That ain't just dirt
That ain't just dust blowin'
That ain't just nothin' but an old fishin' hole
Ain't just some rooster crowin'
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 nothin' but gravel roads
And tractors rollin' over them fields
And prayin' that we get a little rain soon
And cuttin' loose in hand me down wheels
And knockin' them Friday night beers back
By the train tracks and thinkin' that
I'd never miss this place when I 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 have never found you

Might look like nothin' but gravel roads
And tractors rollin' over them fields
And prayin' that we get a little rain soon
And cuttin' loose in hand me down wheels
And knockin' them Friday night beers back
By the train tracks and thinkin' that
I'd never miss this place when I got gone
But that's 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 nothin' but gravel roads
And tractors rollin' over them fields
And prayin' that we get a little rain soon
And cuttin' loose in hand me down wheels
And knockin' them Friday night beers back
By the train tracks and thinkin' that
I'd never miss this place when I got gone
But lookin' 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

Written by:
Brandon Kinney, Brett Beavers, Josh Thompson

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Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Peermusic Publishing

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