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Hunter Brothers - Born and Raised Lyrics




I hear the sound of a gravel road
I feel the wheels of a Detroit steel taking me home
I see that house just up ahead
Same two room one my daddy's son would lie awake in bed
Cnd dream myself to sleep
Cnd pray my soul to keep

Red dirt, white church
Blue collar work
Still runnin' through my veins
I was born
Small town, deep roots
Mud on these boots
I wouldn't change a thing
That's how I was born and raised
Born and raised
Born and raised

I'll never leave this little town
The family the memories the roots that I put down
Know who I am, ain't gonna change
I might find a brand new melody but the song remains the same
I'm proud of where I'm from
Yea we're the lucky ones

Red dirt, white church
Blue collar work
Still runnin' through my veins
I was born
Small town, deep roots
Mud on these boots
I wouldn't change a thing
That's how I was born and raised
Born and raised
Born and raised

I know that gravel road
Will always lead me home
Somewhere that shooting star
Points me to where you are

Red dirt, white church
Blue collar work
Still runnin' through my veins
I was born
Small town, deep roots
Mud on these boots
I wouldn't change a thing
That's how I was born and raised
Born and raised
Born and raised
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I hear the sound of a gravel road
I feel the wheels of a Detroit steel taking me home
I see that house just up ahead
Same two room one my daddy's son would lie awake in bed
Cnd dream myself to sleep
Cnd pray my soul to keep

Red dirt, white church
Blue collar work
Still runnin' through my veins
I was born
Small town, deep roots
Mud on these boots
I wouldn't change a thing
That's how I was born and raised
Born and raised
Born and raised

I'll never leave this little town
The family the memories the roots that I put down
Know who I am, ain't gonna change
I might find a brand new melody but the song remains the same
I'm proud of where I'm from
Yea we're the lucky ones

Red dirt, white church
Blue collar work
Still runnin' through my veins
I was born
Small town, deep roots
Mud on these boots
I wouldn't change a thing
That's how I was born and raised
Born and raised
Born and raised

I know that gravel road
Will always lead me home
Somewhere that shooting star
Points me to where you are

Red dirt, white church
Blue collar work
Still runnin' through my veins
I was born
Small town, deep roots
Mud on these boots
I wouldn't change a thing
That's how I was born and raised
Born and raised
Born and raised
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Writer: JIM BEAVERS, BRADLEY PETER REMPEL, SETH MOSLEY
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Capitol CMG Publishing


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