Middle of Somewhere

Middle of Somewhere - Luke Combs

Lyrics by：Luke Combs/Randy Montana/Jonathan Singleton

Composed by：Luke Combs/Randy Montana/Jonathan Singleton

There's just one kind of coffee at the Café

A couple kinds of beer at Amoco

Where hard work pays and Jesus saves

Weekends come and hell gets raised

Don't eat much we can't hunt fish or grow

And we like life that way

Sweet and slow and simple

Ain't for much we pray

'Cause all we need's a little

So just remember when you're drivin' through nowhere

To us that's the middle of somewhere

May look like some empty off the interstate

Place between where you've been and where you go

Folks 'round here we call it home

From the cradle to the stone

We don't mind it's all we've ever known

And we like life that way

Sweet and slow and simple

It ain't for much we pray

'Cause all we need's a little

So just remember when you're drivin' through nowhere

To us that's the middle of somewhere

I know it's just another drop in the ocean of map dots

But it means more than the world to us

'Cause we like life that way

Sweet and slow and simple

It ain't for much we pray

'Cause all we need's a little

So just remember when you're drivin' through nowhere

So just remember when you're drivin' through nowhere

To us that's the middle of somewhere

Out in the middle of somewhere