Some of my roots are dark
And some of your roots have plenty
Some of our roots are from the same seed
And our vision is twenty twenty
Some of my roots lived here and there
And some of them danced in the sound
Some of your roots, they were dancing there too
'Cause we all grow up from the ground
Way-ah-oh hey-oh...
'Cause though we all grow on different branches of the tree
We all grow up from the ground
And though we all grow on different branches of the tree
We all grow up from the ground
We all grow up from the ground
We all grow up from the ground
Born into a white skinned body
But still feeling the same deep roots
That were grown into the sands of this country
And if we join them together we can bring sweet fruits
To the table of concilliation
And we're passing it all around
Because though we all grow on different branches of the tree
We all grow up from the ground
Way-ah-oh hey-oh...
'Cause though we all grow on different branches of the tree, well
We all grow up from the ground
And though we all grow on different branches of the tree, well
We all grow up from the ground
We all grow up from the ground
We all grow up from the ground
Some of my roots are tribal
And some of your roots they might have been there too
Some of our roots sung in the Sahara
Or prayed to the stars from Timbuktu
Moving on through the ages
Carrying all that we've found
Growing on our different branches
But all growing up from the ground
Way-ah-oh hey-oh...
'Cause though we all grow on different branches of the tree, well
We all grow up from the ground
And though we all grow on different branches of the tree, well
We all grow up from the ground
We all grow up from the ground
We all grow up from the ground
We all grow up from the ground
I said we all grow up from the ground
We all grow up from the ground
We all grow up from the ground
Way-hey-hey-oh
Way-hey-hey-oh