Uploaded May 2025 | Updated September 2026, 10 hours ago
Official music video for "Snapping Turtle" from S.G. Goodman's upcoming album 'Planting by the Signs,' out June 20
Pre-order / pre-save here: orcd.co/sg-pbts
Created from footage from King Coal (available on Apple+, Kanopy, Amazon Prime)
Directed and Edited by: Elaine McMillion Sheldon
Cinematography by: Curren Sheldon
Produced by: Peggy Drexler, Shane Boris, Diane Becker, Elaine McMillion Sheldon, Curren Sheldon, Molly Born, Clara Haizlett, Elijah Stevens
Shot on location in Nicholas County, West Virginia
King Coal:
kingcoalfilm.com
instagram.com/kingcoalfilm
Elaine:
elainemcmillionsheldon.com
instagram.com/elainemcsheldon
Curren:
instagram.com/currensheldon
Follow S.G. Goodman:
Instagram - instagram.com/s.g.goodman
Facebook - facebook.com/SGGoodmanKY
TikTok - tiktok.com/@sggoodman
Website - sggoodman.net
Lyrics:
When you’re a farm kid in a small town you drive before the legal age
And I won't forget that day
When I drove up on some low down kids
They were all huddled around
A poor snapping turtle
Taking turns with a stick
They were beating the hell out of it
So I asked if I could take a lick
When I raised my hand I brought down the wrath of God himself
beat those kids ‘til they were crying out for help
I couldn’t help myself
Then threw the turtle in the truck
Ooo small town is where my mind gets stuck
LeAnn, thoughts go back again to LeAnna
Eighteen became a mother
LeAnn, thoughts go back again to LeAnna
Already raised her little brother
I recall a train ride, through the countryside, in the south of France
Young, poor, and weighing my circumstance
And where I couldn’t play God
LeAnn once spent a summer in Paris
Paris, Tennessee
The only Paris LeAnn would ever meet
We talked about it all on a bleacher seat
When we were back in county school
I grew up hard on bottom land where only crops should grow
Watched people reap what the demons sewed
And I take it with me everywhere
And I’ve been told I can come off hard, hard as the world I’ve known
Walking around with my spirit broke
Surprised to see love every now and then
Told to pray for forgiveness, oh and to pray for grace
Not after seeing LeAnna’s face
A life beat down like that snapping turtle day
God could have thought up a better way
To teach me just how small I am
To teach me the other side of luck
Ooo small town is where my mind gets stuck
Ooo small town is where my mind gets stuck
Ooo small town is where my mind gets stuck
Ooo small town is where my mind gets stuck
Ooo small town is where my mind gets stuck
Official music video for "Snapping Turtle" from S.G. Goodman's upcoming album 'Planting by the Signs,' out June 20
Pre-order / pre-save here: orcd.co/sg-pbts
Created from footage from King Coal (available on Apple+, Kanopy, Amazon Prime)
Directed and Edited by: Elaine McMillion Sheldon
Cinematography by: Curren Sheldon
Produced by: Peggy Drexler, Shane Boris, Diane Becker, Elaine McMillion Sheldon, Curren Sheldon, Molly Born, Clara Haizlett, Elijah Stevens
Shot on location in Nicholas County, West Virginia
King Coal:
kingcoalfilm.com
instagram.com/kingcoalfilm
Elaine:
elainemcmillionsheldon.com
instagram.com/elainemcsheldon
Curren:
instagram.com/currensheldon
Follow S.G. Goodman:
Instagram - instagram.com/s.g.goodman
Facebook - facebook.com/SGGoodmanKY
TikTok - tiktok.com/@sggoodman
Website - sggoodman.net
Lyrics:
When you’re a farm kid in a small town you drive before the legal age
And I won't forget that day
When I drove up on some low down kids
They were all huddled around
A poor snapping turtle
Taking turns with a stick
They were beating the hell out of it
So I asked if I could take a lick
When I raised my hand I brought down the wrath of God himself
beat those kids ‘til they were crying out for help
I couldn’t help myself
Then threw the turtle in the truck
Ooo small town is where my mind gets stuck
LeAnn, thoughts go back again to LeAnna
Eighteen became a mother
LeAnn, thoughts go back again to LeAnna
Already raised her little brother
I recall a train ride, through the countryside, in the south of France
Young, poor, and weighing my circumstance
And where I couldn’t play God
LeAnn once spent a summer in Paris
Paris, Tennessee
The only Paris LeAnn would ever meet
We talked about it all on a bleacher seat
When we were back in county school
I grew up hard on bottom land where only crops should grow
Watched people reap what the demons sewed
And I take it with me everywhere
And I’ve been told I can come off hard, hard as the world I’ve known
Walking around with my spirit broke
Surprised to see love every now and then
Told to pray for forgiveness, oh and to pray for grace
Not after seeing LeAnna’s face
A life beat down like that snapping turtle day
God could have thought up a better way
To teach me just how small I am
To teach me the other side of luck
Ooo small town is where my mind gets stuck
Ooo small town is where my mind gets stuck
Ooo small town is where my mind gets stuck
Ooo small town is where my mind gets stuck
Ooo small town is where my mind gets stuck
