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
Margo Price - Heart of America Lyrics
Margo Price - Heart of America Lyrics
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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
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
Writer: Margo Price
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