To everybody else it just might be
Corn in rows and tall pine trees
A wrong turn off an exit to a town you wouldn't know
Just a dot on a map where the world turns slow
Raised on dirt baptized in the rain
For what it's worth it'd be a shame to change
Cause these boots and these roots run deep
I thank God we were raised on dirt
My grandpa was born here and his dad just the same
Running these old roads like they did back in the day
Working these fields in the Carolina heat
Waking up on Sunday going to church right down the street
Raised on dirt baptized in the rain
For what it's worth it'd be a shame to change
Cause these boots and these roots run deep
I thank God we were raised on dirt
It's where I took my first breath
It's where I'll take my last
Raised on dirt, baptized in the rain
For what it's worth it'd be a shame to change
Cause these boots and these roots run deep
I thank God we were raised on dirt
