He just sat there silent
He said, “Son I know at your age
Staring at the dusty fields
I remember feeling guilty
You may change your mind
But don't you ever dream
'Cause the weeds are high where corn don't grow
Ain't it funny how a dream
When daddy turned and walked back in the house
You may change your mind
I saw a storm of mixed emotions
And you may change your mind
And you think you'll find the answer to it all
Hard times are real
Where corn don't grow"
I can't say he didn't warn me
About a life where corn don't grow?"
In his eyes when he looked up
That I knew more than I know now
Hard times are real
'Cause the weeds are high where corn don't grow
There's dusty fields no matter where you go
I think it kinda hurt him when I said
It seems like this old world is turnin' slow
This city life's a hard roe to hoe
Where my daddy worked hard everyday
“Daddy there's a lot that I don't know
There's dusty fields no matter where you go
Can turn around where corn don't grow
Staring at his favorite coffee cup
I was only 17 back then but I thought
