Tried leavin' where I come from, but I'm always gonna go back

I tried sippin' on the champagne, but it's always gonna be Jack

There's things I can't change, like how I was raised

The rockies in my blood, and the canyon in my veins

Ain't a pink bouquet in the flower store

I'm okay if I'm a little more

Dandelion born to live free, ridin' on a breeze

On a summer night

Tucked back in the weeds, guess that's just me

In a bed of red roses, I'm the one growin' up on the wilder side

So if you're tired of thorns, I'm a little more dandelion

No stranger to a dirt road or a country muddy river bank

If you're pickin' me, you oughta know

I wasn't made for a fancy crystal vase

A mason jar and old blue jeans, from my roots to my boots, I'll always be

A dandelion born to live free, ridin' on a breeze

On a summer night

Tucked back in the weeds, guess that's just me

In a bed of red roses, I'm the one growin' up on the wilder side

So if you're tired of thorns, I'm a little more dandelion

Oh-oh-oh, dandelion

Been a little overlooked all my life

But if you know where to look

It sounds like you might like

A dandelion born to live free, ridin' on a breeze

On a summer night

Tucked back in the weeds, guess that's just me

In a bed of red roses, I'm the one growin' up on the wilder side

So if you're tired of thorns, I'm a little more

Dandelion

Whoa, dandelion

Oh-oh-oh, dandelion, mm

Dandelion, uh

Been a little overlooked, yeah, all my life

Well, 'least I made you look maybe once or twice

Mm, dandelion