Jeff Van Horn

Lyrics

Down in the bottoms

Putting up hay and working on the farm
Riding bikes and playing in the barn
Milking cows and slopping hogs
Chasing calfs and running them dogs

Jumping hills and missing turns
Lotta hard times and lessons learned
Sleepless nights and endless tears
Made Momma grey beyond her years

It was, more than a path through a cornfield
It was, backroad therapy and a steering wheel
It was, Blasting tunes by the moonlight
It was, Cutting loose on a Saturday night
It was, talking for hours til the sun came up
It was, Drinking koolaid from a Dixie cup
It was, dirt bikes and brand new scars
It was , falling in love underneath the stars

Didnt have much but we had a good time,
Those are the things that money can’t buy
It wasn’t much but it look where it got us
Living life, Down in the bottoms

Riding that wagon in the heat of the day
Helping out Papa putting up hay
When we got paid it was penny a bale
Never thought I would miss that smell

Carving out trails through the woods
With every kid in the neighborhood
Climbing trees and playing in creeks
Scratching chiggers for the next 2 weeks

It was, more than a path through a cornfield
It was, backroad therapy and a steering wheel
It was, Blasting tunes by the moonlight
It was, Cutting loose on a Saturday night
It was, talking for hours til the sun came up
It was, Drinking koolaid from a Dixie cup
It was, dirt bikes and brand new scars
It was , falling in love underneath the stars

Didnt have much,but we had a good time
Those are the things that money can’t buy
It wasn’t much but it look where it got us
Living life, Down in the bottoms
I don’t know much, but momma taught us
How to live life, down in the bottoms
Learned the fear of God, look where it got us
Praise the Lord, for growing up in the bottoms

Sometimes it rains and sometimes it floods
Thank you Jesus for your blood and growing up in the bottoms