Better stay up on that interstate
Keep that pedal down
Don’t pay no mind to that exit sign
At least to this nothing town
This ain’t the place to stop
If you’re just passing through
There ain’t that much to see
And there ain’t that much to do

But it’ll grow on ya
Like a two-lane tractor backing up traffic
Rollin’ slow on ya
Like kudzu vine, this simple life gets ahold on ya
Before you know you’re trading blacktop for gravel roads
Won’t be long before them red dirt roots will show on ya
Yeah it’ll grow on ya

Gas ain’t all that cheap, they don’t take credit cards
And they’ll wanna talk forever
If they don’t know who you are
Don’t pull in on a sunday
‘Cause everything here’s closed
It takes some getting used to
Just ask me how I know

But it’ll grow on ya
Like a two-lane tractor backing up traffic
Rollin’ slow on ya
Like kudzu vine, this simple life gets ahold on ya
Before you know you’re trading blacktop for gravel roads
Won’t be long before them red dirt roots will show on ya
Yeah it’ll grow on ya

This ain't the place to stop if you’re just passing through
‘Cause the longer that you stay the harder leaving is to do

It’ll grow on ya
Yeah it’ll grow on ya
Like kudzu vine, this simple life gets ahold on ya
Before you know you’re trading blacktop for gravel roads
Won’t be long before them red dirt roots will show on ya
It’ll grow on ya
Yeah it’ll grow on ya

Better stay up on that interstate
Don’t pay no mind to that exit sign
‘Cause it’ll grow on ya