Downhome Dreams

I was raised the Lord's to thank for each and every single blessing Lord knows I've been countin' mine, there ain't no second guessing After all the things he gave me, sure hate to ask for more But it ain't fancy things I'm praying for, no Just a life of love, a wife to kiss A couple kids, a picket fence A red brick house, poor trap brown on the edge of a little town If it's the last thing that I ever ask Is plenty more good years with dad I'm pretty sure he'd probably like to see How a boy like me ends up turnin' out Chasin' down these downhome dreams (Chasin' down these downhome dreams) Used to hope that I go pro, but 18 came, I let that go I have bills to pay and nothin' saved, so that's the way it goes But the day I lost my mama was the day that I woke up Figured out that I don't need that much, no Just a life of love, a wife to kiss A couple kids, a picket fence A red brick house, poor trap brown on the edge of a little town If it's the last thing that I ever ask It's plenty more good years with dad I'm pretty sure he'd probably like to see How a boy like me ends up turnin' out Chasin' down these downhome dreams (Chasin' down these downhome dreams) Now I lay me down to sleep Thinkin' 'bout how things will be When the man upstairs sends one down for me A life of love, a wife to kiss Couple kids, a picket fence A red brick house, poor trap brown on the edge of a little town If it's the last thing that I ever ask It's plenty more good years with dad I'm pretty sure he'd probably like to see How a boy like me ends up turnin' out Chasin' down these downhome dreams (Chasin' down these downhome dreams) How a boy like me ends up turnin' out Chasin' down these downhome dreams