Better stay up on that interstate
And keep that pedal down
Don't pay no mind to that exit sign
That leads to this nothing town
This ain't the place to stop
If you're just passin' through
There ain't that much to see
There ain't that much to do
But it'll grow on ya
Like a two-lane tractor backin' up traffic
Rollin' slow on ya
Like kudzu vine, this simple life gets ahold on ya
Before you know, you're tradin' blacktop for gravel roads
Won't be long before them red dirt roots will show on ya
It'll grow on ya
Gas ain't all that cheap
And they don't take credit cards
And they'll wanna talk forever
If they don't know who you are
Don't pull in on a Sunday
'Cause everything here's closed
It takes some getting used to
Just ask me how I know
It'll grow on ya
Like a two-lane tractor backin' up traffic
Rollin' slow on ya
Like kudzu vine, this simple life gets ahold on ya
Before you know, you're tradin' blacktop for gravel roads
Won't be long before them red dirt roots will show on ya
It'll grow on ya
No, this ain't the place to stop
If you're just passin' through
'Cause the longer that you stay
The harder leavin' is to do
It'll grow on ya
Yeah, it'll grow on ya
Like kudzu vine, this simple life gets ahold on ya
Before you know, you're tradin' blacktop for gravel roads
Won't be long before them red dirt roots will show on ya
It'll grow on ya
Yeah, it'll grow on ya
Better stay up on that interstate
Don't pay no mind to that exit sign
'Cause it'll grow on ya