Bush Hawg — More Than Corn lyrics

Lyrics

You might take that shortcut
And end up down our road
See rusty plows and pickup trucks
And corn by the rows
But what you see ain’t nothin'
Let me make one thing clear;
We raise more than corn around here
We raise our babies up believin'
That there ain’t nothin' free in life
We don’t need a reason
To raise ol' glory high, a’little
Hell on the weekend
And come Sunday mornin'
It’s «hallelujah» hans up in the air
We raise more than corn around here
Them stalks keep us rollin'
This town in the black
Yeah before you get to goin'
Let me put you some in a sack
Remember if you get slowed down behind an ol' John Deere;
That we raise more than corn around here
Yeah
We raise our babies up believin'
That there ain’t nothin' free in life
We don’t need a reason
To raise ol' glory high, a’little
Hell on the weekend
And come Sunday mornin'
It’s «hallelujah» hans up in the air
We raise more than corn around here
Next time you’re starin' at these fields
While you’re drivin' past
Make sure you notice that farmhouse in the back
Well we raise our babies up believin'
That there ain’t nothin' free in life
We don’t need a reason
To raise ol' glory high, a’little
Hell on the weekend
And come Sunday mornin'
It’s «hallelujah» hand up in the air
Cause, we raise more than corn around here
Yeah, we raise more than corn around here
Yeah, we raise more than corn around here
(We might raise a little hell)