Dirt on my tires
From Babcock road
It's a dot on a map
That nobody knows
A two finger wave
And I know I'm home
Some things don't ever change
Like boots stains
And my daddy's name
Hit the gas station pizza place Before the sun goes down
My stomping ground
Where my roots still run deep
Where I'm close to God
And heaven finds me
Where I know I can go
When I'm lost
And I wanna be found
That go to get sanctified
Backwoods back home Countryside riverside paradise Where I get baptized my eyes Closed and my head bowed
That's my Holy Ground
Forty acres October air
Waking up with the sun
Waiting on a whitetail
No service no worries
Not even a care way out there
Just the breeze blowing weeds
The one place that I can think
Just me and God
And no one else around
Twenty off the ground
Where my roots still run deep
Where I'm close to God
And heaven finds me
Where I know I can go
When I'm lost
And I wanna be found
That go to get sanctified
Backwoods back home Countryside riverside paradise Where I get baptized my eyes Closed and my head bowed
That's my Holy Ground
So when I'm gone glory bound
Lay me down on that same ground
Where my roots still run deep
Where I'm close to God
And heaven finds me
Where I know I can go
When I'm lost
And I wanna be found
That go to get sanctified
Backwoods back home Countryside riverside paradise Where I get baptized my eyes Closed and my head bowed
That's my Holy Ground
Dirt on my tires
From Babcock road
It's a dot on a map
That nobody knows
A two finger wave and I know
I'm home