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Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeOut in the Middle
There's an old route two-laneTaking out past where the radio just can'tPass a riverbed with a rope swingAnd a mailbox painted all John Deere greenThe end of a bunch of gravel drivewayOut here doing our own thingOut in the middle where the hard work meets hard livingOut in the middle where we're grown 'til we're gone, God willingJust some good old boys and good old girlsHunting red dirt dreams in a concrete worldGetting by on just a little, out in the middleCome Friday, we come undoneStay, have a little like a highlight neonBarely hanging on like shelving a pole barYou can hear Hank clear 'cross the next farmCity folks say we're crazyBut they ain't never been wayOut in the middle where the hard work meets hard livingOut in the middle where we're grown 'til we're gone, God willingJust some good old boys and good old girlsHunting red dirt dreams in a concrete worldGetting by on just a littleOut in the middle of nowhere, that's where I wanna beAnd the old oak shade by the family gravesWith the Southern ground all dayOut in the middle where the hard work meets hard livingOut in the middle where we're grown 'til we're gone, God willingJust some good old boys and good old girlsHunting red dirt dreams in a concrete worldGetting by on just a little, out in the middle
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