"Country Side Of Town" lyrics

Yeah people wonder what we live here for
Hell 30 minutes to a grocery store
Where they wait for rain, and they harvest grain
Pass the offering plate for the good Lord
Those interstate folks just drive on by
They'll never know what kind of life
They're missing out, hell they're missing out
If I was them I'd come back around through

Out here on the country side of town
Where we live slow, where the sun goes down
We let our sweet things ride in the middle
Got a playlist full of steel and fiddle
We feel at home on the backroad two-lane
Find peace in where we were raised
We keep our roots deep in the ground
Out here on the country side of town

It's where I learned how you earn a dollar
In Carhartt shirts, not ties and collars
That same old same where they know your name
Thank God that I was made

Out here on the country side of town
Where we live slow, where the sun goes down
We let our sweet things ride in the middle
Got a playlist full of steel and fiddle
We feel at home on the backroad two-lane
Find peace in where we were raised
We keep our roots deep in the ground
Out here on the country side of town

The country side of town

Out here on the country side of town
Where we live slow, where the sun goes down
We let our sweet things ride in the middle
Got a playlist full of steel and fiddle
We feel at home on the backroad two-lane
Find peace in where we were raised
We keep our roots deep in the ground
Out here on the country side of town
The country side of town