Old gray fence, tarchip road  Martin's creek, almost home  Whitetail buck by a one lane bridge  Around the bend up on the ridge  There's Thompson's barn leaning just a little    Miss Myra's store, smell the barbecue  Make you stop for gas when you don't need to  At least 20 miles to the nearest town  Hills and hollers all around  And that's me right there in the middle    [Chorus]    In the middle of what matters most  Father's son's and the holy ghost  Open hearts and unlocked doors  A way of life worth dying (fighting) for  If you wonderin' where I'll be  Take out a map of Tennessee  And you'll find me than right there in the middle    Rick of wood stacked by the porch  Black lab pup scratching at the door  Two little boys sayin' daddy's back  Next thing I know it's a wrestling match  And that's me yeah that's me    [Repeat chorus]    In middle of nowhere, no where I'd rather be  The good lord up above and his earth beneath my feet  Surrounded by folks who love me