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I grew Aup on the seat of a John Deere tractor Ebailing hay
Now I'm F#mstanding in the middle of a high rise city on a Dsubway train
I'm sure Ajaws are dropping, small town talking
ELet 'em talk away, I don't F#mcare, I don't Dcare
I'm Astill gonna be the reckless wheel that Ekicks up all that gravel
I can F#mfeel the roots underneath these boots when I Dwalk the road less traveled
I'm Astill the son of the dirt I run back Ein them good old days
Yeah, F#mwhat you see is what you get, no Dmatter what they say
I ain't Achanging a letter of my last name
The Eway I talk or the way I pray
F#mCarve the stone like a tattoo that ain't Dfading
I ain't Achanging, E
I ain't F#mchanging D
I'm still Amake some racket, leather jacket, Ehometown proud
I'm still F#msay the blessing, learn your lesson, Dwatch your mouth
I packed Aall that up in the bed of my truck when I Ehit the road
No matter F#mwhere I go, no matter Dwhere I go
I'm Astill gonna be the reckless wheel that Ekicks up all that gravel
I can F#mfeel the roots underneath these boots when I Dwalk the road less traveled
I'm Astill the son of the dirt I run back Ein them good old days
Yeah, F#mwhat you see is what you get, no Dmatter what they say
I ain't Achanging a letter of my last name
The Eway I talk or the way I pray
F#mCarve the stone like a tattoo that ain't Dfading
I ain't Achanging, E F#m D
I like my Atough love, red blood rebel Eheart that beats
Like the F#mwords in those old hymns we Dused to sing
A E I ain't F#mchanging D
I'm Astill gonna be the reckless wheel that Ekicks up all that gravel
I can F#mfeel the roots underneath these boots when I Dwalk the road less traveled
I'm Astill the son of the dirt I run back Ein them good old days
Yeah, F#mwhat you see is what you get, no Dmatter what they say
I ain't Achanging a letter of my last name
The Eway I talk or the way I pray
F#mCarve the stone like a tattoo that ain't Dfading
I ain't Achanging, E
I ain't F#mchanging D
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