Song parody of
Southern Grown
by Chad Meers
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Southern grown like an old oak tree
I may grow wild but my roots are deep
It's who I am and it's who I'll be
Lord I'm southern grown
The sound of cicadas in the July heat
Mississippi mud underneath my feet
Love the days when the time moves slow
Lord I'm southern grown
Roll down the window on a long summer day
Take in the sights all along the way
Smell the honeysuckles when you ride down the road
Lord I'm southern grown
Southern grown like an old oak tree
I may grow wild but my roots are deep
It's who I am and it's who I'll be
Lord I'm southern grown
Work like a dog til the sun goes down
Meet some old buddies and roll into town
Listen to the band til it's time to go home
Lord I'm southern grown
Then we drive a little ways from the city lights
Tell a few stories and we laugh all night
Lay beneath the stars when the moon hangs low
Thank God I'm southern grown
Southern grown like an old oak tree
I may grow wild but my roots are deep
It's who I am and it's who I'll be
Lord I'm southern grown
Willow cotton blowin in the breeze
Like my good intentions and thought out dreams
Bury me here where the wild creek flows
Cause Lord I'm southern grown
Southern grown like an old oak tree
I may grow wild but my roots are deep
It's who I am and it's who I'll be
Cause Lord I'm southern grown
I'm southern grown
Southern grown like an old oak tree
I may grow wild but my roots are deep
It's who I am and it's who I'll be
Lord I'm southern grown
The sound of cicadas in the July heat
Mississippi mud underneath my feet
Love the days when the time moves slow
Lord I'm southern grown
Roll down the window on a long summer day
Take in the sights all along the way
Smell the honeysuckles when you ride down the road
Lord I'm southern grown
Southern grown like an old oak tree
I may grow wild but my roots are deep
It's who I am and it's who I'll be
Lord I'm southern grown
Work like a dog til the sun goes down
Meet some old buddies and roll into town
Listen to the band til it's time to go home
Lord I'm southern grown
Then we drive a little ways from the city lights
Tell a few stories and we laugh all night
Lay beneath the stars when the moon hangs low
Thank God I'm southern grown
Southern grown like an old oak tree
I may grow wild but my roots are deep
It's who I am and it's who I'll be
Lord I'm southern grown
Willow cotton blowin in the breeze
Like my good intentions and thought out dreams
Bury me here where the wild creek flows
Cause Lord I'm southern grown
Southern grown like an old oak tree
I may grow wild but my roots are deep
It's who I am and it's who I'll be
Cause Lord I'm southern grown
I'm southern grown
