They call us a two lane just passing by slow down town
Yeah they say what's there to do
When you ain't got nothing around
Just a few street lights speed limit signs
That all say twenty five
But those folks ain't lived in our lives
They ain't seen the blood sweat and tears
It took to live their dreams
When everything's on the line
Ain't just another field just another farm
No it's the ground we grew up on
I think it's the middle of nowhere place
Where we take it slow
Oh but they don't know
All they see is tractors barbwire and tall green grass
They don't see the years spent
Working busting their high
They're free for rain
And they don't know a thing about what it takes
Living this way
They ain't seen the blood sweat and tears
It took to live their dream
And everything's on the line
Ain't just another field just another farm
No it's the ground we grew up on
I think it's the middle of nowhere place
Where we take it slow
Oh but they don't know
No but they don't know
They call us a two lane just passing by slow downtown
Never say what's there to do
When you ain't got nothing around
They ain't seen the blood sweat and tears
It took to live their dreams
And everything's on the line
Ain't just another field just another farm
No it's the ground we grew up on think
It's the middle of nowhere place where we take it slow
Oh but they don't know
No but they don't know