Raised Up

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

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

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