Lyrics

We had a pony named Chico from Jimmy Boom Boom

And raised six growing kids in two bedrooms

No heat in the winter, no air in July.
Baseball cards and mom's apple pie



I used to be so jealous of those city kids

with friends right next door through picket fences

It took a little time for me to realize

There ain't no greener grass nor any bluer skies



Cause we had room to grow and a cow to show
at the Mitchell County Fair

We had room to grow
We had room dontcha know

Big skies, black earth and fresh air



The crops are in and it looks like snow

Mamma I don’t wanna go

But the north star is climbing high

I gotta see what lies beyond the rise



Honey, call your father in from the chicken shed

Set the table, pour the milk and say amen

We hope you know we truly tried our best

Now you’re the last one to kick out from the nest



And you need room to grow

Your own grass to grow

You need room to make mistakes

Sometimes it’s hard to know which way to go

But follow your heart for goodness sakes



Rainstorms from miles away

Time to put up the hay

Sit up in the mow and watch the storm pass by

These city lights that block the stars

hold no charm for me now

Give me roses in a mason jar

And love that wants to stay



Give me room to grow Give me room to show

All the love a heart can give

Give me room to grow We need room and we’ll know

How to love well and how to forgive



We had a pony named Chico from Jimmy Boom Boom

And raised six growing kids in two bedrooms