I left the four lane highway took a blacktop seven miles Down by the old country school I went to as a child Two miles down a gravel road I could see the proud old home A tribute to a way of life that's almost come and gone.
The roots of my raising run deep I come back for the strength that I need And hope comes no matter how far down I sink the roots of my raising run deep.
I pulled into the driveway Lord it sure was good to be there And through the open door I could see that dad was asleep in his favorite chair In his hand was a picture of mom and I remembered how close they were So I just turned away I didn't want to wake him spoil his dreams of her.
A christian Mom who had the strength for life the way she did Then to pull that apron off and do the Charleston for us kids Dad a quiet man who's gentle voice was seldom heard Who could borrow money at the bank simply on his word.
The roots of my raisin' run deep I come back for the strength that I need And hope comes no matter how far down I sink the roots of my raising run deep.
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