Boondocks
Lyrics
I feel no shame
I'm proud of where I came from
I was born and raised in the boondocks
One thing I know
No matter where I go
I keep my heart and soul in the boondocks
And I can feel
That muddy water running through my veins
And I can hear that lullaby of a midnight train
It sings to me and it sounds familiar
I feel no shame
I'm proud of where I came from
I was born and raised in the boondocks
One thing I know
No matter where I go
I keep my heart and soul in the boondocks
And I can taste
That honeysuckle and it's still so sweet
When it grows wild
On the banks down at old camp creek
Yeah, and it calls to me like a warm wind blowing
I feel no shame
I'm proud of where I came from
I was born and raised in the boondocks
One thing I know
No matter where I go
I keep my heart and soul in the boondocks
It's where I learned about living
It's where I learned about love
It's where I learned about working hard
And having a little was just enough
It's where I learned about Jesus
And knowing where I stand
You can take it or leave it, this is me
This is who I am
Give me a tin roof
A front porch and a gravel road
And that's home to me
It feels like home to me
I feel no shame
I'm proud of where I came from
I was born and raised in the boondocks
One thing I know
No matter where I go
I keep my heart and soul in the boondocks
I keep my heart and soul in the boondocks
You get a line, I'll get a pole
We'll go fishing in the craw fish hole
Five-card poker on a Saturday night
Church on Sunday morning
You get a line, I'll get a pole
We'll go fishing in the craw fish hole
(Down in the boondocks)
Five-card poker on a Saturday night (sing a little prayer for me)
Church on Sunday morning
You get a line, I'll get a pole
We'll go fishing in the craw fish hole
(Down in the boondocks)
Five-card poker on a Saturday night (sing a little prayer for me)
Church on Sunday morning
You get a line, I'll get a pole
We'll go fishing in the craw fish hole
(Down in the boondocks)
Five-card poker on a Saturday night (sing a little prayer for me)
Church on Sunday morning
You get a line, I'll get a pole
We'll go fishing in the craw fish hole
(Down in the boondocks)
Five-card poker on a Saturday night (sing a little prayer for me)
Church on Sunday morning
You get a line, I'll get a pole
We'll go fishing in the craw fish hole
(Down in the boondocks)
Five-card poker on a Saturday night (sing a little prayer for me)
Church on Sunday morning
You get a line, I'll get a pole
We'll go fishing in the craw fish hole
(Down in the boondocks)
Five-card poker on a Saturday night (sing a little prayer for me)
Church on Sunday morning
Writer(s): James Lee Westbrook, Karen Fairchild, Phillip Sweet, Kimberly Roads, Wayne Kirkpatrick, Kimberly Schlapman, James Westbrook
Copyright(s): Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Downtown Music Publishing, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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