“It was seven hundred fence posts from your place to ours
Neither one of us was old enough to drive a car
Sometimes it was raining, sometimes it would shine
We wore out that gravel road between your house and mine
I’d start walking your way
You’d start walking mine
We’d meet in the middle
Neath that old Georgia pine
We’d gain a lot of ground
Cause we’d both give a little
Ain’t no road to long
When we meet in the middle”- Diamond Rio “Meet Me In the Middle”
“This ole boy got it going on,
Got the good Lord smiling on me
Her big blue eyes and the sweet red wine
Got me buzzin’ like a bee
She’s got her pretty little head on my shoulder
Nobody else gets to hold her
But this ole boy”- Craig Morgan “This Ole Boy”
