Lyrics to Blackland Family Dirt
Weyman McBride & Randy Meadows
If I'd been any other place
On any other day
If it had been another time
Or any other way
If I'd been someone else's kid
I might not 'a done the things I did.
I might not 'a sang the songs I've sung
Thought the thoughts I've thought
Hung with whom I've hung
Fought the ones I fought
Read the books I read
Wrote the things I've wrote
Said the things I've said
That got your precious goat
I might not a burned the wax I've burned
Done some things I shouldn't
Learned what I have learned
Promised things I couldn't
Slept the days I've slept
Woke the nights I've woke
Kept the words I've kept
Broke the ones I've broke
Chorus
I might not a turned the soil I've turned
Prayed the hopes I prayed
Burned the fields I've burned
Made the mess I've made
Found the love I found
Hurt the times I've hurt
Gained some precious ground
Blackland family dirt
Might not a fished the holes I've fished
Dropped the balls I've dropped
Closed my eyes and wished
Then caught the ones I've caught
Drank the things I drank
Smoked the things I smoked
Sunk the boats I've sank
Choked the times I've choked
I might not a talked to my old man
And a few old men of others
Verified their plans
By talkin' to our mothers
Dodged my share of lead
Seen the strain of dyin'
Bled the way I bled
Felt the hope of tryin'
Chorus
I might not a turned the soil I've turned
Prayed the hopes I prayed
Burned the fields I've burned
Made the mess I've made
Found the love I found
Hurt the times I've hurt
Gained some precious ground
Blackland family dirt
If I'd been any other place
On any other day
If it had been another time
Or any other way
If I'd been someone else's kid
I might not 'a done the things I did.
I might not 'a sang the songs I've sung
Thought the thoughts I've thought
Hung with whom I've hung
Fought the ones I fought
Read the books I read
Wrote the things I've wrote
Said the things I've said
That got your precious goat
I might not a burned the wax I've burned
Done some things I shouldn't
Learned what I have learned
Promised things I couldn't
Slept the days I've slept
Woke the nights I've woke
Kept the words I've kept
Broke the ones I've broke
Chorus
I might not a turned the soil I've turned
Prayed the hopes I prayed
Burned the fields I've burned
Made the mess I've made
Found the love I found
Hurt the times I've hurt
Gained some precious ground
Blackland family dirt
Might not a fished the holes I've fished
Dropped the balls I've dropped
Closed my eyes and wished
Then caught the ones I've caught
Drank the things I drank
Smoked the things I smoked
Sunk the boats I've sank
Choked the times I've choked
I might not a talked to my old man
And a few old men of others
Verified their plans
By talkin' to our mothers
Dodged my share of lead
Seen the strain of dyin'
Bled the way I bled
Felt the hope of tryin'
Chorus
I might not a turned the soil I've turned
Prayed the hopes I prayed
Burned the fields I've burned
Made the mess I've made
Found the love I found
Hurt the times I've hurt
Gained some precious ground
Blackland family dirt
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