Raised Up

It was soda cans and Peli guns Running through a briar patch gettin' cut up Same old jeans and they all tore up It's 25-8, gotta get it out the slums Sittin' 'round a barrel while you watch a flame flicker A highway's cool but a dirt road's thicker Hat to the back with a full tank of gas Windows rolled down, foot heavy on the gas And when a dirt road's callin' my name It's something that I just can't shake Like ridin' down through the water Ripples and the hollers Blame it on the way I was raised 'Cause I was raised on handed down land I was brought up reading them words in red A man only eats by the work he did And you don't stop 'til the sun drops Yeah, I was raised up like a bass out the creek And my roots run deep like that old oak tree A lot of things change, but you can't change me No, it ain't much, but it's how I was raised up Mama said don't grow up fast You're only young once so make it last Like the last sip of whiskey in that flask Or the last Marlboro in that pack Fire only burns 'til you run out of gas And the lights turn off and the clock turns past Your time on Earth and now you're in the dirt 'Cause that's where you started first I love the way that a porch swing sings Like the sound of 'Amazing Grace' Like a bobber on the water Sunday at the altar Some things just don't change 'Cause I was raised on handed down land I was brought up reading them words in red A man only eats by the work he did And you don't stop 'til the sun drops Yeah, I was raised up like a bass out the creek And my roots run deep like that old oak tree A lot of things change, but you can't change me No, it ain't much, but it's how I was raised up It was ridin' 'round town Brookes, he died on the speakers It was fishing in the woods And I was fire with the skeeters Sleeping on a Sunday morning Mama come and woke me up Told me if the sh- I want Then I'ma have to get 'em 'Cause I was raised on handed down land I was brought up reading them words in red A man only eats by the work he did And you don't stop 'til the sun drops Yeah, I was raised up like a bass out the creek And my roots run deep like that old oak tree A lot of things change, but you can't change me No, it ain't much, but it's how I was raised up