Map Dot Town

Well you ain't got much to lose, when you come from a town like this Ain't much that you can't prove with a reason and two good fists You tell yourself you're gonna get out, but you don't know quite how 'Cause there ain't too many roads leadin' out of a map dot town 'Round here you where your last name like a tattoo on your arm Inherit a reputation and sometimes a farm You sweat until you bleed, you plant until it grows You bow your head and pray 'cause the good Lord The good Lord only knows Sun's gonna come up, sun's gonna go down Some are gonna die young, some are gonna stick around Some are gonna get drunk, some are gonna get out And some are gone end up in a map dot town Well Bobby married Mary Ann, and she gave him a son Yeah he cried a little when she told him she was done Now he sends them birthday cards down to Tulsa every year But the only time his baby sees him Is when that boy looks in the mirror Sun's gonna come up, sun's gonna go down Some are gonna die young, some are gonna stick around Some are gonna get drunk, some are gonna get out And some are gone end up in a map dot town Someday I'll be just another name, wearin' granite stone And even if I didn't get too far, I'll always know, I'll always know I'm home And at least I gotta home Sun's gonna come up, sun's gonna go down Some are gonna die young, some are gonna stick around Some are gonna get drunk, some are gonna get out And some are gone end up in a map dot town