Stuff My Sisters Will Like

To Jenny, Katie and Laura, From Their Brother, Victor

Country Poetry November 19, 2014

Filed under: Neat,Songs,Stuff — Fr. Victor Feltes @ 8:00 am

Country music is not my favorite genre, but I find that it’s the most fertile field for well-written lyrics. Today I heard a fine example in Travis Tritt’s 1996 song, “Where the Corn Don’t Grow“:

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 everyday.
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 grow?”

He just sat there silent staring at his favorite coffee cup.
I saw a storm of mixed emotions in his eyes when he looked up.
He said “Son I know at your age it seems like this ole world is turnin’ slow.
And you think you’ll find the answer to it all where corn don’t grow.”

Hard times are real there’s dusty fields no matter where you go.
You may change your mind cause the weeds are high where corn don’t grow.

I remember feeling guilty when Daddy turned and walked back in the house.
I was only seventeen back then but I thought that I knew more than I know now.
I can’t say he didn’t warn me this city life’s a hard row to hoe.
Ain’t it funny how a dream can turn around, where corn don’t grow.

Hard times are real there’s dusty fields no matter where you go.
You may change your mind cause the weeds are high where corn don’t grow.
You may change your mind, oh the weeds are high where corn don’t grow.

 

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