Johnathan East

Johnathan East - The Way I Was Raised lyrics

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You say you never had a man who drove a pick-up truck

And talked with a smooth Southern drawl

And you never seen a blue gill half as big

As the one on my living room wall

I ain't no Ivy League prep school boy

My ol' man ain't too rich

Well, I come down from the country, girl

Raised out in the sticks.



(Chorus)

And I may be loud, just a little high strung

And I may talk slow but, honey, I ain't dumb

If I come off proud or maybe set in my ways

Well, don't blame me, that's the way I was raised.



See I was born on a red dirt road


Nothing but mud and dust

Ain't much to do when the sun goes down

Just sit and watch the cows all rust

Guitar pickin' and barbecue chicken

That's what I grew up on

Flyin' up and down the roads on a Saturday night

Just blaring out a country song.



(Repeat Chorus)



Just put me on the bank of the Tallapoosa River

Just south of that Clay County line

With my girl by my side on a hot summer night

Just sippin' that homemade wine.



(Repeat Chorus)



It's just the way I was raised.

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