Tell Me Your Story

Every story my grandpa told
I carry with me until I go see him again
That was grandma's best friend
From Sunday supper up on a hill
To working out in that cornfield
And learning how to behave
That's how I was raised

A Friday night bonfire hanging out in a field
A couple buddies grab a drink and a fishing reel
Find an old back road no one knows
Tear it up until the rooster crows
Sunday mornings are for dressing up and going to church
Giving thanks to God for what life's worth
Roots run deeper than a Georgia pine
Tell me your story
I'll tell you mine

Every fall it's the county fair
Seeing people you know standing everywhere
Just catching up
It's a small-town kinda love
A handshake on top of just hello
Talk about your plans for tomorrow
Some would be amazed at how I was raised

A Friday night bonfire hanging out in a field
A couple buddies grab a drink and a fishing reel
Find an old back road no one knows
Tear it up until the rooster crows
Sunday mornings are for dressing up and going to church
Giving thanks to God for what life's worth
Roots run deeper than a Georgia pine
Tell me your story
I'll tell you mine

Well my mom and dad they taught me to be a man
And lend a hand to those in need
Don't be afraid
Just work hard and you will succeed
It's how I was raised

A Friday night bonfire hanging out in a field
A couple buddies grab a drink and a fishing reel
Find an old back road no one knows
Tear it up until the rooster crows
Sunday mornings are for dressing up and going to church
Giving thanks to God for what life's worth
Roots run deeper than a Georgia pine
Tell me your story
I'll tell you mine
I'll tell you mine
Oh I'll tell you mine
I'll tell you mine
Oh I'll tell you mine



Credits
Writer(s): Robbie Boothe
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