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