Home to Me
Never dreamed I ever fly
To Nashville on LA's Dime
Or pull my guitar out
infront of 1500
and play them these songs mine
red carpets
and rhinestones'and hollywood
and limos aint really who I'am
give me a band at a dive bar
passing the tip jar
a croud singing Simple, an
Cause that home to me
where i was raised
Red dirt runnin through my vains
I cut my teeth on a two lane road
No matter where on earth I roam
When its my time
Settin my soul free off of '49
Shere my roots run deep cause thats home to me
Well Ive had my share of smokin lights
But that highlife was never enough
Yeah truth be told id rather
Be loaded on the tailgate of my truck
At a catfish honey hole
Reel in a zip code
With a few old friends of mine
Right there sippin on the cheap stuff
and chewin some beechnut
lost in the thick of the pines
Cause that home to me
where i was raised
Red dirt runnin through my vains
I cut my teeth on a two lane road
No matter where on earth I roam
When its my time
Settin my soul free off of '49
Shere my roots run deep cause thats home to me
So baby lets take a little sip of moonshine
Jump in a Jon-Boat and check some trotlines
If we wind up runnin outta daylight
and have to stay all night well that'll be alright
Cause that home to me
Its where Im from
Got that sweet red Texas mud down in my soul and in my vains
You know somethings are never gonna change
When its my time
To set this ole tumbleweed free down FM'49
Where my roots run deep thats home to me
Thats home
Yeah thats home
To Nashville on LA's Dime
Or pull my guitar out
infront of 1500
and play them these songs mine
red carpets
and rhinestones'and hollywood
and limos aint really who I'am
give me a band at a dive bar
passing the tip jar
a croud singing Simple, an
Cause that home to me
where i was raised
Red dirt runnin through my vains
I cut my teeth on a two lane road
No matter where on earth I roam
When its my time
Settin my soul free off of '49
Shere my roots run deep cause thats home to me
Well Ive had my share of smokin lights
But that highlife was never enough
Yeah truth be told id rather
Be loaded on the tailgate of my truck
At a catfish honey hole
Reel in a zip code
With a few old friends of mine
Right there sippin on the cheap stuff
and chewin some beechnut
lost in the thick of the pines
Cause that home to me
where i was raised
Red dirt runnin through my vains
I cut my teeth on a two lane road
No matter where on earth I roam
When its my time
Settin my soul free off of '49
Shere my roots run deep cause thats home to me
So baby lets take a little sip of moonshine
Jump in a Jon-Boat and check some trotlines
If we wind up runnin outta daylight
and have to stay all night well that'll be alright
Cause that home to me
Its where Im from
Got that sweet red Texas mud down in my soul and in my vains
You know somethings are never gonna change
When its my time
To set this ole tumbleweed free down FM'49
Where my roots run deep thats home to me
Thats home
Yeah thats home
Credits
Writer(s): Curtis Grimes, Jared L Blake
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