When I was younger, I knew I wanted to always live in the country. This was also around the time when Tim McGraw’s song, “Where The Green Grass Grows” was a hit. This song summed up everything I wanted when I grew up.
Where The Green Grass Grows
Six lanes tail lights
Red ants marchin’ into the night
They disappear to the left and right again
Another supper
From a sack
A ninety nine cent heart attack
I got a poundin’ head and an achin’ back
And the camels buried in a big straw stack
Red ants marchin’ into the night
They disappear to the left and right again
Another supper
From a sack
A ninety nine cent heart attack
I got a poundin’ head and an achin’ back
And the camels buried in a big straw stack
I’m gonna live where the green grass grows
Watch my corn pop up in rows
Every night be tucked in close, to you
Raise our kids where the good Lord’s blessed
Point our rockin’ chairs towards the west
And plant our dreams where the peaceful river flows
Where the green grass grows
Watch my corn pop up in rows
Every night be tucked in close, to you
Raise our kids where the good Lord’s blessed
Point our rockin’ chairs towards the west
And plant our dreams where the peaceful river flows
Where the green grass grows
Well I’m from
A map dot
A stop sign on a blacktop
I caught the first bus, I could hop from there
But all o’ this glitter is gettin’ dark
There’s concrete glowin’ in the city park
I don’t know who my neighbors are
And there’s bars on the corner and bars on my heart
A map dot
A stop sign on a blacktop
I caught the first bus, I could hop from there
But all o’ this glitter is gettin’ dark
There’s concrete glowin’ in the city park
I don’t know who my neighbors are
And there’s bars on the corner and bars on my heart
I’m gonna live where the green grass grows
Watch my corn pop up in rows
Every night be tucked in close, to you
Raise our kids where the good Lord’s blessed
Point our rockin’ chairs towards the west
And plant our dreams where the peaceful river flows
Where the green grass grows
Watch my corn pop up in rows
Every night be tucked in close, to you
Raise our kids where the good Lord’s blessed
Point our rockin’ chairs towards the west
And plant our dreams where the peaceful river flows
Where the green grass grows
I’m gonna live where the green grass grows
Watch my corn pop up in rows
Every night be tucked in close, to you
Raise our kids where the good Lord’s blessed
Point our rockin’ chairs towards the west
And plant our dreams where the peaceful river flows
Whoa where the green grass grows
Watch my corn pop up in rows
Every night be tucked in close, to you
Raise our kids where the good Lord’s blessed
Point our rockin’ chairs towards the west
And plant our dreams where the peaceful river flows
Whoa where the green grass grows
Songwriters: Craig Wiseman / Jessica Leary
Where The Green Grass Grows lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
I grew up on a farm and I loved it. I wanted that for my future kids. I couldn’t imagine living in a big city. I need fresh air and space. I didn’t want to be able to look over and see in my neighbor’s window.
Yes, there are conveniences that come with living in a city, but I still wouldn’t trade the country life for it.
Fast forward 20 years, and this is my view from the couch looking out the picture window in our living room.
Every summer I think of that song when I watch the corn grow and I smile because…
We are living where the green grass grows,
We are watching the corn pop up in rows (yes there are stripes-two different varieties),
We are raising our kids where the good Lord blessed
No rocking chairs-but that’s OK, ’cause…
We live where the green grass grows….
…and I love the view!