It’s Rough Growing Up in Lamb County
Performed by Debbie “Hayride” Harper & The Prairie Songbirds
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Verse 1:
It’s rough growing up a boll weevil in Cotton County,
When the winds blow dry and the fields stay hungry,
It’s rough growing up a Dr. Pepper in Coke County,
Where folks laugh you out, ‘n’ don’t even count calories.
It’s rough growing up a Cherokee in Comanche county,
Fighting for your roots where the dust ain’t pretty.
It’s rough growing up… Comanche, anywhere,
With your back against history, in a world that don’t care.
Verse 2:
It’s tough growing up a bass in Fisher County,
Swimming upstream when the lakes are down, see?
It’s tough growing up Brown in Gray County,
Blending in the backdrop, nobody’s tryin’.
It’s hard growing up a crop in Hale County,
Praying for rain, but the sky’s downright angry.
It’s hard growing up game in Hunt County too,
When the hunters have rifles and you’ve only got you.
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Chorus:
Mostly, life’s rough growing up a coyote in Lamb County,
Running through the dust where the meal’s never plenty,
Chasing tumbleweeds, dodging trucks and rancher cross-hairs,
Howling at the moon, but no one hears your growls,
Yeah, it’s a rough life, growing up with nothin’ to eat,
A coyote in Lamb County, but that’s just me.
Verse 3:
It ain’t easy growing up Wrangler in Lee County,
Tougher than denim, but it still gets rowdy.
It ain’t easy growing up a Marxist in Liberty County,
Where freedom rings, and they’ll shut you down proudly.
What about growing up a mesquite in Live Oak County,
When the trees outnumber folks, and the Oaks ’re a little mouthy?
It’s tough growing up a drought in Rains County,
Where they pray for a flood and He’s listenin’.
Verse 4:
It’s tough growing up a snowball in Real County,
Melting in the sun where winter never finds me.
It’s tough growing up dumbass in Wise County,
Where smarts come easy, and mistakes are announced loudly.
It’s rough growing up bass in Fisher County,
Swimming upstream, dodging lines, people in boats are shifty.
It’s a rough growing season, from seed to crop,
In counties where the rough life never stops.
Chorus:
Life’s rough growing up a coyote in Lamb County,
Running through the dust where the prey’s never plenty,
Chasing tumbleweeds, dodging trucks and rancher cross-hairs,
Howling at the moon, but no one hears your prayers,
Yeah, it’s a rough life, growing up with nothin’ to eat,
A coyote in Lamb County, but that’s just me.
Outro:
It’s a rough life, wherever you’re at,
Whether you’re cotton or coke, crop or bass,
Growing up ain’t easy, in these rough Texas lands,
We’re all just trying to survive and no one understands.
(end of music)
SPOKEN:
Why do they call it “Lamb County” when all they got to eat is corn?
You’d think there’d be some lambs around here…, but their ain’t.
It’s Rough Growing Up in Lamb County – Music and Lyrics by Alan Nafzger
