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Lyrics
Red clay roads under worn-out boots
Ramblin’ tunes, whiskey jar and roots
Mama’s voice echoing from the porch
Stars shining bright, night didn’t scorch
We roll slow with the heat and pride
Southern dreams we never hide
Down south born, got that twang in my talk
Every step, life’s a slow country walk
Raise your glass to the stories I rap
Country heart meets a southern trap
Faith and mud never let me snap
Pickup truck, faded paint and chrome
Buddy by my side, never ride alone
Fields of green, song in my chest
Life’s simple here, gotta give it your best
We roll slow with the heat and pride
Southern dreams we never hide
Down south born, got that twang in my talk
Every step, life’s a slow country walk
Raise your glass to the stories I rap
Country heart meets a southern trap
Faith and mud never let me snap
From the holler to the city lights
I’m chasing hope, holding tight
Mixing dirt with gold, past with now
South’s got soul, I make it vow
Down south born, got that twang in my talk
Every step, life’s a slow country walk
Raise your glass to the stories I rap
Country heart meets a southern trap
Faith and mud never let me snapRide the beat, ride the sun
South’s slow style, never done
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