The Roots of My Raising

The Roots of My Raising - The Hit Crew

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 rasing 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 I could see the open door

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 f

Or 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 raising run deep

I've 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

The roots of my raising run deep