We still talk to Jesus, we still grow our smoke
We still call our mamas and love to call these backroads home
Still say that pledge of allegiance, fight for where we stand
'Round here our word means something, we settle things man to man
If you call that small-minded, well, go on, talk your shit
'Cause at the end of the day, I'm still damn proud to be a Midwest kid
My raisin' don't need changin'
Live like my old man did and I'll say it proud
Won't wait around for y'all to make small towns cool again
Yeah that news man keeps yappin' but he ain't seen these fields
Ain't never prayed for rain, he just buys what these farmers yield
Hard work is what we're used to, we earned our calloused hands
And I'll take my kind of people when this world burns and hits the fan
If you call that small-minded, well, go on, talk your shit
'Cause at the end of the day, I'm still damn proud to be a Midwest kid
My raisin' don't need changin'
I live like my old man did and I'll say it proud
Won't wait around for y'all to make small towns cool again
Cool again
Aw, play it Carl
If you call that small-minded, well, go on, talk your shit
'Cause at the end of the day, I'm still damn proud to be a Midwest kid
My raisin' don't need changin'
I live like my old man did and I'll say it proud
Won't wait around for y'all to make small towns cool again
Cool again