Tim McGraw – Where the Green Grass Grows

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About the song

In the realm of country music, few artists have achieved the level of success and critical acclaim that Tim McGraw has garnered throughout his illustrious career. With a voice as smooth as honey and a songwriting style that taps into the very core of human emotion, McGraw has crafted a discography filled with timeless ballads and heartfelt anthems that have resonated with millions of listeners worldwide. Among his vast collection of hits, one particular song stands out as a poignant masterpiece that encapsulates the essence of country music storytelling: “Where the Green Grass Grows.”

Released in 1998 as the fifth single off his album Everywhere, “Where the Green Grass Grows” quickly ascended to the top of the country charts, cementing its status as a modern classic. Penned by the acclaimed songwriting duo of Jess Leary and Craig Wiseman, the song weaves a tapestry of vivid imagery and heartfelt lyrics that explore themes of nostalgia, reflection, and the enduring power of memories.

As the song opens with a gentle guitar melody and McGraw’s soothing vocals, the listener is immediately transported to a place of quiet contemplation. The lyrics paint a picture of a man driving down a deserted highway, the headlights illuminating the passing scenery in a soft, diffused glow. As he reflects on the miles behind him and the memories they hold, a sense of wistfulness and longing permeates the air.

The chorus of “Where the Green Grass Grows” serves as the emotional heart of the song, delivering a poignant message about the passage of time and the indelible mark that certain moments leave on our souls. McGraw sings, “Where the green grass grows, there’s a little boy who used to roam / Where the green grass grows, there’s a memory that’s never gone.” These evocative lines capture the bittersweet nature of nostalgia, reminding us that while time marches on, the memories we cherish can forever remain vibrant and alive.

The verses of the song delve deeper into the narrator’s personal recollections, offering glimpses of his childhood and the formative experiences that shaped his life. He recalls playing in the fields, exploring the woods, and spending time with loved ones, moments that now exist only in the realm of memory. Yet, despite the bittersweet tinge of these recollections, there’s an undercurrent of gratitude and appreciation for the richness of his life’s journey.

As the song draws to a close, the listener is left with a profound sense of reflection and a renewed appreciation for the power of memory. “Where the Green Grass Grows” serves as a reminder that while time may inevitably change the landscape of our lives, the memories we carry within us have an enduring power to shape our present and guide our future.

Tim McGraw’s masterful delivery of “Where the Green Grass Grows” elevates the song from a mere country ballad to a work of profound emotional depth. His voice, imbued with a blend of tenderness and world-weariness, perfectly captures the song’s themes of nostalgia, reflection, and the enduring power of memories. With its evocative lyrics, captivating melody, and McGraw’s heartfelt performance, “Where the Green Grass Grows” stands as a testament to the enduring power of country music to touch the human heart.

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Lyrics

Six lanes, tail lightsRed ants marching into the nightThey disappear to the left and right again
Another supper from a sackA 99-cent heart attackI’ve got a pounding head and an achin’ backAnd the camels buried in the big straw stack
I’m gonna live where the green grass growsWatch my corn pop up in rowsEvery night be tucked in close to you
Raise our kids where the good Lord’s blessedPoint our rockin’ chairs towards the WestAnd plant our dreams where the peaceful river flowsWhere the green grass grows
Well, I’m from a map dotA stop sign on a black topI caught the first bus I could hop from there
But all of this glitter is getting darkThere’s concrete growin’ in the city parkI don’t know who my neighbors areThere’s bars on the corners and bars on my heart
I’m gonna live where the green grass growsWatch my corn pop up in rowsEvery night be tucked in close to you
Raise our kids where the good Lord’s blessedPoint our rocking chairs towards the westPlant our dreams where the peaceful river flowsWhere the green grass grows
I’m gonna live where the green grass growsWatch my corn pop up in rowsEvery night be tucked in close to you
Raise our kids where the good Lord’s blessedPoint our rocking chairs towards the westAnd plant our dreams where the peaceful river flows
Whoa-oh, where the green grass grows