Dragging These Roots

Grew up on creek bank listening to some old Hank
Breathing in the smoke of a paper mill town
Just hanging and banging around (just banging around)
Yeah, it's hard to make a green dollar in a dried up holler
Even when you leave, no, you never get out
Further I got the more I found (I found)

Dragging these roots like a bag of bones
I guess where I'm from won't let me go
Hickory heart and a moonshine soul
A little more grit than a gravel road
You can cover 'em up, shake off the dust
But you're never gonna cut 'em loose
Yeah, I got where I got and I get where I'm going to
Just dragging these roots
(Dragging, just dragging, just dragging, just dragging)

Yeah, I learned how to hustle watching Daddy bust it
Working on the cars and in the weeds in the yard
I guess the apple didn't fall that far (didn't fall that far)
Yeah, you can bring a shovel but it ain't worth the trouble
Can't dig up what's in your heart
Wherever you go, there you are

Dragging these roots like a bag of bones
I guess where I'm from won't let me go
A hickory heart and a moonshine soul
A little more grit than a gravel road
You can cover 'em up, shake off the dust
But you're never gonna cut 'em loose
Yeah, I got where I got and I get where I'm going to
Just dragging these roots

Yeah, I'm dragging these roots
Like a bag of bones
No, it won't let me go

Grew up on creek bank listening to some old Hank
Breathing in the smoke of a paper mill town
Hard to make a green dollar in a dried up holler
Even when you leave no you never get out (never get out)
You never get out

Dragging these roots like a bag of bones
I guess where I'm from won't let me go
A hickory heart and a moonshine soul
A little more grit than a gravel road (gravel road)
You can cover 'em up, shake off the dust
But you're never gonna cut 'em loose
Yeah, I got where I got and I get where I'm going to
Just dragging these roots
I'm dragging these roots with me
(Dragging, just dragging, just dragging, just dragging)