you either lived on a farm or wished you did
and Jesus always walked close by our side
where i grew up, we rode in trucks
there’s a lot about life we learned on the bus
how to lie, how to fight, how to kiss, how to cuss
the closer we sat to the back, the smarter we got
we were poor, we were ugly, we were all best friends
wide-eyed, baptized, and still wantin to sin
thank God we get more than just one shot
where i grew up, we rode in trucks
