Margo Price - Heart of America Lyrics
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Heart of America
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What Are The Lyrics For Heart of America By Margo Price?
My sweet mother gets up so early in the morning
She turns on the stove and she makes a pot of coffee My daddy fills his tractor up with diesel to plant the corn And that's how it was on the day that I was born Well the days they went by and the bins filled up with grain My mother's brother died on a motorcycle in the rain The town it got to big for it's britches and the government it came And now it will never be the same No one moves away with no money, they just do what they can To live in the heart of America getting by on their own two hands And you can pray to anybody's Jesus and be a hard workin man But at the end of the day, if the rain it don't rain, We just do what we can Sometime back in '86 when big banks took the throne They asked that every local farmer try to dry his own corn But the man in the suit had a bigger plan than to let it be their own When the crops came in that spring they were blown And Neil and Willie tried so hard in battles they have gone But that was still longer after the much bigger war had been won No one was there to save the wheat and the cattle at our home They took every field my family owned No one moves away with no money, they just do what they can To live in the heart of America getting by on their own two hands And you can pray to anybody's Jesus and be a hard workin man But at the end of the day, if the rain it don't rain, We just do what we can |
Who Wrote Heart of America By Margo Price?
Margo Price
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What's The Duration Of The Heart of America By Margo Price?The duration of Heart of America is 3:16 minutes and seconds. |
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