Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jesse Frasure
Jesse Frasure
Performer
Josh Thompson
Josh Thompson
Performer
Ben Hayslip
Ben Hayslip
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jesse Frasure
Jesse Frasure
Songwriter
Josh Thompson
Josh Thompson
Songwriter
Ben Hayslip
Ben Hayslip
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jesse Frasure
Jesse Frasure
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Grew up on a creek bank, listen to some old Hank
Breathing in the smoke of a paper mill town
Just hangin' and bangin' around
Just bangin' around
Yeah, hard to make a green dollar in a dried up holler
Even when you leave, no, you never get out
The further I got, the more I found and I found
[Chorus]
Dragging these roots like a bag of bones
I guess where I'm from won't let me go
A hickory heart and a moonshine soul
A little more grit than a gravel road
You can cover 'em up, shake off the dust
But you're never gonna cut 'em loose
Yeah, I got where I got, and I get where I'm going to
Ooh, dragging these roots
[Verse 2]
Yeah, I learned how to hustle
Watching daddy bust it
Working on cars in the weeds in the yard
Guess the apple didn't fall that far
Didn't fall that far
Yeah, you can bring a shovel, it ain't worth the trouble
Can't dig up what's in your heart
Wherever you go, there you are
[Chorus]
Yeah, dragging these roots like a bag of bones (Like a bag of bones)
I guess where I'm from won't let me go
A hickory heart and a moonshine soul
A little more grit than a gravel road (Gravel road)
You can cover 'em up, shake off the dust
But you're never gonna cut 'em loose (Never gonna cut 'em loose)
Yeah, I got where I got, and I get where I'm going to
Ooh, dragging these roots
[Bridge]
Dragging these roots
Just dragging these, dragging these roots
Dragging these, dragging these roots
[Verse 3]
Grew up on a creek bank, listen to some old Hank
Breathing in the smoke of a paper mill town
Hard to make a green dollar in a dried up holler
Even when you leave, you'll never get out (You never get out, you never get out)
[Chorus]
Yeah, dragging these roots like a bag of bones (Like a bag of bones)
I guess where I'm from won't let me go
A hickory heart and a moonshine soul
A little more grit than a gravel road (Gravel road)
You can cover 'em up, shake off the dust
But you're never gonna cut 'em loose (Never gonna cut 'em loose)
Yeah, I got where I got, and I get where I'm going to
Ooh, dragging these roots
[Outro]
Dragging these roots
Dragging these, dragging these, dragging these, dragging these roots
Written by: Ben Hayslip, Jesse Frasure, Josh Thompson
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