Frankie Ballard
Frankie Ballard
Frankie Ballard
Frankie Ballard
Frankie Ballard
Frankie Ballard
Frankie Ballard
Frankie Ballard
Frankie Ballard
Frankie Ballard
Frankie Ballard
Just a high school kid with a strong arm
From throwing them rocks at an old barn
Got a full-ride shot, gonna be a star
No, it don't take much
Now he's got that old town facing
All the dreams that they quit chasing
Rusty chains are breaking
No, it don't take much
It don't take much
A little gasoline
A couple wildfire dreams, light 'em up
No, it don't take much
Just the end of a rope
Something you can hold and climb up
If you wanna be more than just where you come from
Lord, it don't take much
No, it don't take much
Just one more junior prom queen
She saw herself shining on a movie screen
But got knocked up at seventeen
No, it don't take much
Went from raising hell to a baby girl
From chasing bright lights to chasing curls
One midnight move can change the world
No, it don't take much
It don't take much
Have one too many
And before you're ready, you're under the gun
No, it don't take much
Just one fast idea
Can lie and cheat ya outta being young
And a drop of rain can turn into a flood
Lord, it don't take much
No, it don't take much
Oh, it don't take much
A little gasoline
A couple wildfire dreams, light 'em up
No, it don't take much
Just the end of a rope
Something you can hold and climb up
If you wanna be more than just where you come from
Lord, it don't take much
Oh, it don't take much
I've seen it all in my town
Some fly away and some fall down
The way it go, one thing I found
Is that it don't take much
It Don’t Take Much was written by Frankie Ballard & Jon Nite.
It Don’t Take Much was produced by Marshall Altman.
Frankie Ballard released It Don’t Take Much on Tue Feb 11 2014.