Homemade

'Round here you don't need no lock on the door
And your friends are your friends 'til the end
They are the kind you take a bullet for
Main Street is the whole downtown
Nothing happens 'til the sun goes down
If there is a place to drink and hell to raise
We don't need much more

Ya, we're homemade
By those friday night lights on the fifty yard line
Ya, we're homemade
By those friends who got your back, when there's a fight

We got rules and they don't change
It's in or blood, It's in our veins
We're born and raised
That's how it is and that's how it's gonna stay
Ya, we're homemade

We stay out all night and we drive too fast
We turn up, and light up with the windows cracked
And it's our names on that water tower
We made our mark, ya the world is ours
We grew up on the right side of the wrong side of the tracks

That's right
'Cause we're homemade
By those friday night lights on the fifty yard line
Ya, we're homemade
By those friends who got your back, when there's a fight

We got rules and they don't change
It's in or blood, It's in our veins
We're born and raised
That's how it is and that's how it's gonna stay
Ya, we're homemade
Ya, we're homemade

By the good times
By the long nights
By the still growin' strong comin' sunrise
By the holy ground
By the hometown crowds
By the same old roads we know up and down

Ya, we're homemade
By those friday night lights on the fifty yard line
Ya, we're homemade
By those friends who got your back, when there's a fight

We got rules and they don't change
It's in or blood, It's in our veins
We're born and raised
That's how it is and that's how it's gonna stay

Ya, we're homemade yaa
Ya, we're homemade
Ya, we're homemade
Come on
Ya, we're homemade, we're homemade
Aaa yaa



Credits
Writer(s): Doug Oliver, Gavin Slate, Travis Peter Wood
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