Out in the Middle

Out in the Middle
There’s an old rural route two lane
Take it out past where the radio just can’t
Past the river bridge with a rope swing
And a mailbox painted all john deere green
The end of a buncha gravel driveway
Out here doin our own thing

Out in the Middle
Where hard work meets hard living
Out in the middle
Where we’re grown til we’re gone God willing
Just some good ol’ boys and good ol’ girls
Hunting Red dirt dreams in a concrete world
And gettin by on just a little
Out in the middle
Come Friday we come undone
Stay half lit like the high life neon
Barely hanging on like sheds in the pole barn
You can hear Hank clear cross the next farm
City folk say we’re crazy
But they ain’t never been way
Out in the Middle
where hard work meets hard living
out in the middle
Where we’re grown til we’re gone God willing
Just some good ol’ boys and good ol’ girls
Hunting Red dirt dreams in a concrete world
And gettin by on just a little
Out in the middle of nowhere
That’s where
I wanna be
In the old oak shade
By the family graves
With the southern ground on me

Out in the Middle
where hard work meets hard living
out in the middle
Where we’re grown til we’re gone God willing
Just some good ol’ boys and good ol’ girls
Hunting Red dirt dreams in a concrete world
And gettin by on just a little
Out in the middle