Shannon Brown - Corn Fed lyrics

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Written by Shannon Brown / John Rich / Vicky McGehee

We don't' flip the bird

We don't cuss and scream

When the cars don't move, when the light turns green

We don't lock our doors, when we leave the house

There ain't nobody here that we'd keep out

That's the way we do in our town

Chorus

You'll never hear me apologize

For growing up strong, growing up right

Livin' life by the golden rule

Say yes ma'm thank you

Green fields for miles and miles

Ain't nothing but country on the radio dial

I thank the good Lord I was born and bred

Corn fed

There ain't no burning flags

On our courthouse square

You see ole' glory flying everywhere

There ain't no valet joint

With five star atmosphere

Daddy's home grown beef's what's dinner here

And we wash if down with a tall cold beer

Repeat Chorus

Roosters crows 6 am, John Deere pulling that plow again

Sweat on your face hands in the dirt

Ain't nothing better on God's green Earth

Repeat Chorus

Well I thank the good Lord I was born and bred

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