Truth

I grew up in The Delta, deep in the 662

Broken family and dirty hotel was the only home I knew

I learned real quick what life was all about

My faith and my good talk was my only way out

Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh

Truth

Some call it blues, some say it's rock 'n' roll

I don't know what it is, it all comes from my soul

People love to talk and throw around the bull

I don't care what you call it, long as it feels good

Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh

Truth

Sometimes it hurts to hear it, sometimes it's hard to believe

But one should tell, oh, it'll set you free

Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh

Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh

Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh

Truth