It was soda cans and Peli guns
Running through a briar patch gettin' cut up
Same old jeans and they all tore up
It's 25-8, gotta get it out the slums
Sittin' 'round a barrel while you watch a flame flicker
A highway's cool but a dirt road's thicker
Hat to the back with a full tank of gas
Windows rolled down, foot heavy on the gas
And when a dirt road's callin' my name
It's something that I just can't shake
Like ridin' down through the water
Ripples and the hollers
Blame it on the way I was raised
'Cause I was raised on handed down land
I was brought up reading them words in red
A man only eats by the work he did
And you don't stop 'til the sun drops
Yeah, I was raised up like a bass out the creek
And my roots run deep like that old oak tree
A lot of things change, but you can't change me
No, it ain't much, but it's how I was raised up
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Mama said don't grow up fast
You're only young once so make it last
Like the last sip of whiskey in that flask
Or the last Marlboro in that pack
Fire only burns 'til you run out of gas
And the lights turn off and the clock turns past
Your time on Earth and now you're in the dirt
'Cause that's where you started first
I love the way that a porch swing sings
Like the sound of 'Amazing Grace'
Like a bobber on the water
Sunday at the altar
Some things just don't change
'Cause I was raised on handed down land
I was brought up reading them words in red
A man only eats by the work he did
And you don't stop 'til the sun drops
Yeah, I was raised up like a bass out the creek
And my roots run deep like that old oak tree
A lot of things change, but you can't change me
No, it ain't much, but it's how I was raised up
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It was ridin' 'round town
Brookes, he died on the speakers
It was fishing in the woods
And I was fire with the skeeters
Sleeping on a Sunday morning
Mama come and woke me up
Told me if the sh- I want
Then I'ma have to get 'em
'Cause I was raised on handed down land
I was brought up reading them words in red
A man only eats by the work he did
And you don't stop 'til the sun drops
Yeah, I was raised up like a bass out the creek
And my roots run deep like that old oak tree
A lot of things change, but you can't change me
No, it ain't much, but it's how I was raised up