Hailey Whitters - Our Grass Is Legal lyrics

Well, our collar's blue but
Our necks are red
It's hot as hell, sun won't relent
Got a white t-shirt and a farmer's tan
And it's been bone dry, no chance of rain
When the rooster crows, we got sod to lay
Just another day in the heartland

Where our grass is legal and
Our trucks are diesel
We settle the deal with a handshake
And we tell it like it is
And chip in our two cents
And we live and cuss and
Love and we say grace

Around here you reap what you sow
A little elbow grease just goes to show
It's hearts of gold and fields of dreams
And we leave our front doors unlocked
And we drink our beer in our garage
And we go to church in our blue jeans

And our grass is legal, our trucks are diesel
We settle the deal with a handshake
We tell it like it is and
Chip in our two cents
And we live and cuss and
Love and we say grace

And we raise hell and raise kids
And we bring 'em up way our parents did
And supper's some kind of casserole
On Sundays, find a fishin' hole
And we drag someone out of a ditch
Take care of our own, it's the way it is
Around here, yeah

Yeah, our grass is legal
We're small town people
You finish the food that's on your plate
We keep it simple sittin' 'round the table
Where we live and cuss and
Love and we say grace
And that dot on your map's
Where we're born and raised