Rustwood Ramble

Boots by the back door,

red clay on the floor

Screen door singing with the wind

Daddy taught me straight,

mama taught me grace

That kind of root runs deep within

I'm a country boy,

cut from dust and sun Raised on a road where the river

runs

Heart don't bend and these hands find work

I love hard, stand tall,

and put family first

I'm a country boy,

and I'm proud of where I'm from

Friday night tailgate, stars over the hood

Old friends laughing like we never changed

A little bit stubborn,

a little bit kind

Simple words but I mean what I say

If I leave, I carry home in my chest

Every mile just proves what I know best

I'm a country boy,

cut from dust and sun Raised on a road where the river

runs

Heart don't bend and these hands find work

I love hard, stand tall,

and put family first

I'm a country boy,

and I'm proud of where I'm from

Country boy

Proud of where I'm from (oh oh)