Grew Up In The Country

(álbum: Them Dirty Roses - 2017)

Born and raised in the 'Bama clay
Where my daddy's rock and roll took a hold of me
Skynyrd and Hank, they taught me
How to bend a string and break a heart
Southern way's just the way we are

I grew up in the country
With a 12 gauge shotgun
I grew up in the country
Underneath that sweetgum
I'll chase it, rock and roll
Don't forget, nah everybody knows
That I grew up in the country
And the country grew up in me

Made my way, to Tennessee
With a band of Alabama boys like me
Found a space, to let us play
I crank back a shot, and turn it on
Soon we have the whole damn crowd singing...

I grew up in the country
With a 12 gauge shotgun
I grew up in the country
Underneath that sweetgum
I'll chase it, rock and roll
Don't forget, nah everybody knows
That I grew up in the country
And the country grew up in me

Those two-for-ones under neon lights
Don't hit me like my daddy's shine
From the muddy water to the Georgia pines
Mississippi River to the Carolines
If you feel me go clap your hands
If you're country then you'll understand
Ain't from around hear, just pretend
Here we go, we gonna sing it again

I grew up in the country
With a 12 gauge shotgun
I grew up in the country
Underneath that sweetgum
I'll chase it, rock and roll
Don't forget, nah everybody knows
That I grew up in the country
And the country grew up in me

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