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Thought I Heard My Mama Call

Walked miles of dead end dirt road. Can't shake this feeling it won't leave me alone. The breeze laughing at me through the trees, Scent of long gone in the air. Wisconsin born and raised, corn growing earth running through my veins. Stars burning holes through the night sky. I thought I heard my mama call. Somebody tell me Is there life beyond this town. I've got a wantin', I'm sick and tired of hangin' around , Country living somehow lost its charm, I've grown restless with life down on the farm, I need to feel this town behind me I need to go where they can't find me, The grass is greener, but here I'm color blind, I had a calling The wind sang my name on a summer's night. I'm not burning Bridges I'll always call this place my home I'm just needin' to strike out on my own I need to dream without a reason I need to be the one I pleasing I sowed these fields but I never planted roots This farm's my daddy's dream I've got gettin' in my boots. Time to catch up with my future Can't let another day slip by. Packed a smile in my pocket Won't leave a memory behind I need to know if there's an answer I need to taste the sound of laughter. I thought I heard my mama call.

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