Grew Up Country Songtext
von Dylan Marlowe

Money can′t buy growin' up without money
Runnin′ round the yard with your barefeet, muddy
Mama made you tuck your shirt for church on Sunday
And you thinkin' that
You got it bad

You wonder if it'd be a little different in the city
What it′d be like to live like them kids on the TV?
Anywhere but any part of this nitty gritty
A little bigger dot on the map
Yeah

Oh
It was easy to see what all we didn′t have
Oh
But sittin here grown up, lookin back


I wouldn't have it any other way
Thank God I was born and raised
Down there where the street ends, and the creek bends, weekends we′d spend our money on
Cold beers from the country store
A couple inches on a four by four
Lord knows there's a lot of ways that we coulda came up but he
But I′m glad we grew up country
(I'm glad we grew up country)

Yeah daddy drove an old Ford truck till it died
And we drove him crazy when he pulled in the drive
He taught us how to hunt, tie a hood and wet a line
He always said "boy trust me
You′ll be glad you grew up country"

I wouldn't have it any other way
Thank God I was born and raised
Down there where the street ends and the creek bends, weekends we'd spend our money on
Cold beers from the country store
A couple inches on a four by four
Lord knows there′s a lot of ways that we could have came up but he
But I′m glad we grew up country


I wouldn't have it any other way
Thank God I was born and raised
Down there where the street ends and the creek bends, weekends we spent our money on
Cold beers from the country store
A couple inches on a four by four
Lord knows there′s a lot of ways that we coulda came up but he
But I'm glad we grew up country
Yeah I′m glad we grew up country

Yeah money can't buy growin up without money
Runnin round the yard with your barefeet muddy