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If the deed was still in my grandpa's hands His farm would be where this Walmart stands But he's as gone as the good old days 'Fore the whitetail left and the progress came To the front door, saying, "name your price" Your neighbors all sold, so we thought you might Want to cut the kind of deal that'd change your life Man, they were right I could blame my family for wanting to sell Blame the price of cattle for going to hell Blame that banker and call him a crook Blame Uncle Sam for the cut he took When they cut the trees down and dug up my roots Now I'm stressed in loafers 'stead of sweating in boots The price per acre can't change the truth My life got rough when my hands got smooth It was up with the dawn, it was praying for rain And if it was sunny, we were making hay The diesel was high, but the smiles were cheap Like tailgate beers and a good night's sleep Now the daily grind, it never stops I got an empty soul and a full inbox Orange bottles 'round the bathroom sink To catch a few restless wings I could blame my family for wanting to sell Blame the price of cattle for going to hell Blame that banker and call him a crook Blame Uncle Sam for the cut he took When they cut the trees down and dug up my roots Now I'm stressed in loafers 'stead of sweating in boots The price per acre can't change the truth My life got rough when my hands got smooth Now groceries get delivered where they used to get grown Replaced all of our neighbors with strangers on phones They keep paving, adding lanes but there ain't no way to make it back home I could blame my family for wanting to sell Blame the price of cattle for going to hell Blame that banker and call him a crook Blame Uncle Sam for the cut he took When they cut the trees down and dug up my roots Now I'm stressed in loafers 'stead of sweating in boots The price per acre can't change the truth My life got rough when my hands got smooth