We didn't have no downtown strip, we'd all pile inAnd take a two-mile trip to where the road runs outSit there and sip on whatever anybody's older brother could getWhere we worked in the dirt and fell in loveGot my heart broke, broke down my truckTrying to spin out, show off in that mudToo many times, so much has changedBut then again it ain'tJust like the scarecrows, even when the wind blowsWe keep our boots and our roots in these cornrowsWhere we threw down and went downPassed it around every Friday nightJust some old plowboys pretending we're cowboysWe came from nothing, oh, but look at us now, boysEven when we leave here, we'll always be hereWherever we goJust like the scarecrowsI don't get back near enoughAnd just like these fields, yeah, we all grow upAnd it takes a little more and a paper cut to get dizzyThis hundred-acre stretch is buried in my bonesDon't matter how long that I've been goneI can be anywhere and some song comes onIt's like I never left homeJust like the scarecrows, even when the wind blowsWe keep our boots and our roots in these cornrowsWhere we threw down and we passed it aroundEvery Friday nightJust some old plowboys pretending we're cowboysWe came from nothing, oh, but look at us now, boysEven when we leave here, we'll always be hereWherever we goJust like the scarecrowsSo much has changedBut then again it ain'tJust like the scarecrows, even when the wind blowsWe keep our boots and our roots in these cornrowsWhere we threw down and passed it aroundOn a Friday nightJust some old plowboysPretending we're cowboysWe came from nothing, oh, but look at us now, boysEven when we leave here, we'll always be hereWherever we goJust like the scarecrowsJust like the scarecrowsWe keep our boots and our roots in these cornrows