Southern Grown

Southern grown like an old oak tree I may grow wild but my roots are deep It's who I am and it's who I'll be Lord I'm southern grown The sound of cicadas in the July heat Mississippi mud underneath my feet Love the days when the time moves slow Lord I'm southern grown Roll down the window on a long summer day Take in the sights all along the way Smell the honeysuckles when you ride down the road Lord I'm southern grown Southern grown like an old oak tree I may grow wild but my roots are deep It's who I am and it's who I'll be Lord I'm southern grown Work like a dog til the sun goes down Meet some old buddies and roll into town Listen to the band til it's time to go home Lord I'm southern grown Then we drive a little ways from the city lights Tell a few stories and we laugh all night Lay beneath the stars when the moon hangs low Thank God I'm southern grown Southern grown like an old oak tree I may grow wild but my roots are deep It's who I am and it's who I'll be Lord I'm southern grown Willow cotton blowin in the breeze Like my good intentions and thought out dreams Bury me here where the wild creek flows Cause Lord I'm southern grown Southern grown like an old oak tree I may grow wild but my roots are deep It's who I am and it's who I'll be Cause Lord I'm southern grown I'm southern grown