Little Big Town - Boondocks

I feel no shame
I'm proud of where I came from
I was born and raised in the boondocks
One thing I know
No matter where I go
I keep my heart and soul in the boondocks

And I can feel that muddy water running through my veins
And I can hear that lullaby of a midnight train
And it sings to me and it sounds familiar

I feel no shame
I'm proud of where I came from
I was born and raised in the boondocks
One thing I know
No matter where I go
I keep my heart and soul in the boondocks

I can taste that honeysuckle and it's still so sweet
When it grows wild on the banks down at old camp creek
Yeah, and it calls to me like a warm wind blowing

I feel no shame
I'm proud of where I came from
I was born and raised in the boondocks
One thing I know
No matter where I go
I keep my heart and soul in the boondocks

It's where I learned about living
It's where I learned about love
It's where I learned about working hard
And having a little was just enough

It's where I learned about Jesus
And knowing where I stand
Well you can take it or leave it
This is me, this is who I am

Give me a tin roof
A front porch and a gravel road
And that's home to me
Feels like home to me

I feel no shame
I'm proud of where I came from
I was born and raised in the boondocks
One thing I know
No matter where I go
I keep my heart and soul in the boondocks

I keep my heart and soul in the boondocks

You get a line, I'll get a pole
We'll go fishing in the craw fish hole
Five-card poker on a Saturday night
Church on Sunday morning

You get a line, I'll get a pole
We'll go fishing in the craw fish hole
(Down in the boondocks)
Five-card poker on a Saturday night
Church on Sunday morning

You get a line, I'll get a pole
We'll go fishing in the craw fish hole
(Down in the boondocks)
Five-card poker on a Saturday night (sing a little prayer for me)
Church on Sunday morning

You get a line, I'll get a pole
We'll go fishing in the craw fish hole
(Down in the boondocks)
Five-card poker on a Saturday night (sing a little prayer for me)
Church on Sunday morning

You get a line, I'll get a pole
We'll go fishing in the craw fish hole
(Down in the boondocks)
Five-card poker on a Saturday night (sing a little prayer for me)
Church on Sunday morning

You get a line, I'll get a pole
We'll go fishing in the craw fish hole
(Down in the boondocks)
Five-card poker on a Saturday night (sing a little prayer for me)
Church on Sunday morning

You get a line, I'll get a pole
We'll go fishing in the craw fish hole
(Down in the boondocks)
Five-card poker on a Saturday night (sing a little prayer for me)
Church on Sunday morning

Written by:
James Lee Westbrook, Karen Fairchild, Phillip Sweet, Kimberly Roads, Wayne Kirkpatrick, Kimberly Schlapman, James Westbrook

Publisher:
Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Downtown Music Publishing, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.

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