Raised Up

It's stuck on me like mud On the bottom of these boots What I used to run from Is what I run back to When the voices in my head Stop soundin' like my own I drown 'em all out And put on what I know Turn up that Rolling Stones and Mama's 'Pressed More like comin' more like when Jesus says these roads ain't paved Got it all when you ain't got much That pity saves and pity earned Love's a choice even when it hurts Anytime I lose my way I turned the way that I was raised up Ain't it funny just how quick You can lose your northern star? You're caught up in the noise And forget just who you are When the truth sounds like a question Rollin' off some lips like smoke I play mine like the FM Through the speakers of my soul Turn up that Rolling Stones and Mama's 'Pressed More like comin' more like when Jesus says these roads ain't paved Got it all when you ain't got much That pity saves and pity earned Love's a choice even when it hurts Anytime I lose my way I turned the way that I was raised up Turn the way, turn the way, turn the way I was raised up It's stuck on me like mud On the bottom of these boots It's always in my blood Forever in my roots That I turn up that Rolling Stones and Mama's 'Pressed More like comin' more like when Jesus says these roads ain't paved Got it all when you ain't got much That pity saves and pity earned Love's a choice even when it hurts Anytime I lose my way I turned the way that I was raised up I turn it up Way I was raised up Stuck on me like mud On the bottom of these boots What I used to run from Is what I run back to