Roots

Intro: (2x) I still running’ 33s up underneath this truck Even though rush hour concrete’s the only place I’m getting stuck I ain’t on the farm no more but on a stretch of sunny days I still catch myself looking up at the sky and praying for a little rain No I can’t out run these roots, even if I wanted to Cause they run too strong, run too deep Cuttin’ right through the heart of me No it don’t matter where I plant these boots I can’t outrun these roots, I can’t outrun these roots There’s still that back home part of me, That can’t help but see things a little different Like how there ain’t no need about puttin’ a at the end of Huntin’ or Fishin’ And I still got Granddaddy’s bible, his ole rifle and his name And I also got his pour a little more coursing through my veins No I can’t out run these roots, even if I wanted to Cause they run too strong, run too deep Cuttin’ right through the heart of me No it don’t matter where I plant these boots I can’t outrun these roots Thank god I can’t, they’re tangled up in every part of who I am without ‘em I know I don’t stand a chance. I can’t outrun these roots. I can’t outrun these roots, Cause they run too strong, run too deep Cuttin’ right through the heart of me No it don’t matter where I plant these boots I can’t outrun these roots, I can’t outrun these roots Parmalee