Johnathan East
Johnathan East - The Way I Was Raised songtekst
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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.