Where we're from, apples don't fall too far from the tree

Find true love in a shotgun seat

River runs wild, and the roots runs deep

Learn the birds and the bees from the cats and the dogs

Fogging up the truck to the crickets and the frogs

Guess it's in our blood

We come from a long line of

Babies raising babies

It ain't nothing new

The one you're rocking ain't the only one

With growing up to do

That's the way it goes in a podunk town

Pick it right up, and we pass it on down

Yeah, we get it honest

Like our mommas, we're just

Babiеs raising babies

Mm-mm

Sing it, Bubba

Where wе're from, raise 'em on up just like they did

Two in the yard and one on the hip

Yeah, 'round here, that's the boot that fits

Ain't got a lot of money, but we got a lot of love

Might talk a little funny, but God knows what

We're saying when we lay our heads down and start prayin'

Babies raising babies

It ain't nothing new

The one you're rocking ain't the only one

With growing up to do

That's the way it goes in a podunk town

Pick it right up, and we pass it on down

Yeah, we get it honest

Like our mommas, we're just

Babies raising babies

Babies raising babies

We're the product of a little small-town storybook love

Yeah, before too long, they'll be just like us

Babies raising babies

It ain't nothing new

The one you're rocking ain't the only one

With growing up to do, yeah

That's the way it goes in a podunk town

Pick it right up, and we pass it on down

Yeah, we get it honest

Like our mommas, we're just

Babies raising babies

Mm, yeah

Babies raising babies