Hometowns Fault
I still hold the door and say yes ma'am
Yea I learned that
From my old man
Figured out that summer sweat paid off in the fall
But I learned more from Coach Carter
Then how to play ball
If you wonder how I got this way
Then take one look at this place
I can't help it's who I am
Can't pull my roots from this land
By the grace of god
And a little bit of luck
A few good friends
And a whole lotta love
That's how I was raised
And that's what I was taught
If there's anyone to blame
It's my Hometowns Fault
Grandma taught me how to hit my knees when times get tough
Still keep that pass down bible in the cab of my truck
And us good old boys yea we had a few beers
Yea we still got each others back after all these years
I can't help it's who I am
Can't pull my roots from this land
By the grace of god
And a little bit of luck
A few good friends
And a whole lotta love
That's how I was raised
And that's what I was taught
If there's anyone to blame
It's my Hometowns Fault
Finally met a girl makes my world go round
Yea wouldn't you know it she's from the same old town
I can't help it's who I am
Can't pull my roots from this land
By the grace of god
And a little bit of luck
A few good friends
And a whole lotta love
That's how I was raised
And that's what I was taught
If there's anyone to blame
It's my Hometowns Fault
I still hold the door and say yes ma'am
Yea I learned that from my old man
Yea I learned that
From my old man
Figured out that summer sweat paid off in the fall
But I learned more from Coach Carter
Then how to play ball
If you wonder how I got this way
Then take one look at this place
I can't help it's who I am
Can't pull my roots from this land
By the grace of god
And a little bit of luck
A few good friends
And a whole lotta love
That's how I was raised
And that's what I was taught
If there's anyone to blame
It's my Hometowns Fault
Grandma taught me how to hit my knees when times get tough
Still keep that pass down bible in the cab of my truck
And us good old boys yea we had a few beers
Yea we still got each others back after all these years
I can't help it's who I am
Can't pull my roots from this land
By the grace of god
And a little bit of luck
A few good friends
And a whole lotta love
That's how I was raised
And that's what I was taught
If there's anyone to blame
It's my Hometowns Fault
Finally met a girl makes my world go round
Yea wouldn't you know it she's from the same old town
I can't help it's who I am
Can't pull my roots from this land
By the grace of god
And a little bit of luck
A few good friends
And a whole lotta love
That's how I was raised
And that's what I was taught
If there's anyone to blame
It's my Hometowns Fault
I still hold the door and say yes ma'am
Yea I learned that from my old man
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Writer(s): Kameron Marlowe, Jeff Hodge
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