Eric Burgett - Raised

Four-wheels, plowin’ fields, diesel purrin', love the smell of moonshine made with water from the well
Pine rows, gravel road, fence-line buzzin’ love the sound of cricket lullabies till the sun comes back around

Hammer in one hand, ham sandwich in the other, when it comes to all this corn, I’m just another shucker

Raised on biscuits and gravy
That brick church that saved me
Where the choir sings “Oh, Halleluja”
Raised way off the interstate
With tractors and hay, hey, hey
I love the sunshine, love the rain
Every day above the dirt’s a damn good day
That’s how I was raised

Two-stroke, Jon boat muffler smokin' love to see that line tight Busch light plywood water skis
Birddog, giggin’ frogs, early mornin’ love to feel that cool breeze, blue skies far as I can see

Hammer in one hand, ham sandwich in the other, when it comes to all this corn, I’m just another shucker

Raised on biscuits and gravy
That brick church that saved me
Where the choir sings “Oh, Halleluja”
Raised way off the interstate
With tractors and hay, hey, hey
I love the sunshine, love the rain
Every day above the dirt’s a damn good day
That’s how I was raised

She loves my Carhartts, my Mossy Oak Hat, loves how I work hard
And that I was…

Raised on biscuits and gravy
That brick church that saved me
Where the choir sings “Oh, Halleluja”
Raised way off the interstate
With tractors and hay, hey, hey
I love the sunshine, love the rain
Every day above the dirt’s a damn good day
That’s how I was raised (Yep)
That’s how I was raised (Yep)
That’s how I was raised (Yep)
That’s how I was raised, Hey!

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