[Verse 1] It was the strong, the bold Those that paved less traveled roads It was the dreamers, believers and tortured souls The lines they walked and the ones they didn't They told 'em no but they didn't listen We knew their lives through the stories on the radio
[Chorus] Guitars were steel And I still feel Every crying note they sang standing in that Opry ring Oh those roots run deep In the country before me
[Verse 2] We wore coats of many colors Crazy and coal miner's daughters Fancy from an Oklahoma plain We were country when it wasn't cool Don't it make your brown eyes blue? We were just two sparrows in a hurricane
[Chorus] Guitars were steel And I still feel Every crying note they sang standing in that Opry ring Oh those roots run deep In the country before me Guitars were steel And I still feel Every crying note they sing standing in that Opry ring Guitars were steel And I still feel Every crying note they sing standing in that Opry ring Oh those roots run deep Oh those roots they run deepTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
