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Cause they run too strong, even if i wanted to
It don t matter where i plant these boots, that can t help but see things a little different
cutting right through the heart of me
even if i wanted to
There s still that back home part of me, without em i know i don t stand a chance, and i still got granddaddy s bible
ain t on the farm no more but on a stretch of sunny days
I still catch myself looking up at the sky, coursin through my veins Parmalee, and his name
there s still that back home part of me
I m still running thirty-threes up underneath this truck, and i still got granddaddy s bible
rush hour concrete s the only place i m getting stuck
Run too deep, i can t outrun these roots
Cutting right through the heart of me, i can t outrun these roots
I can t outrun these roots, i can t outrun these roots, that can t help but see things a little different
I m still running thirty-threes up underneath this truck, run too deep
Cause they run too strong, that can t help but see things a little different, they re tangled up in every part of who i am
Cutting right through the heart of me, coursin through my veins Parmalee, run too deep
Even if i wanted to, coursin through my veins Roots, cause they run too strong
Cutting right through the heart of me, without em i know i don t stand a chance
i can t outrun these roots
i can t outrun these roots
To put a g on the end of huntin or fishin, even if i wanted to, it don t matter where i plant these boots
I can t outrun these roots, cutting right through the heart of me Roots, even if i wanted to
it don t matter where i plant these boots
Cause they run too strong, i can t outrun these roots Parmalee, i can t outrun these roots
I can t outrun these roots, there s still that back home part of me
It don t matter where i plant these boots, run too deep
run too deep
Cause they run too strong, without em i know i don t stand a chance Parmalee, to put a g on the end of huntin or fishin
Rush hour concrete s the only place i m getting stuck, cause they run too strong
It don t matter where i plant these boots, thank god i can t Roots, i can t outrun these roots
Cutting right through the heart of me, they re tangled up in every part of who i am
I can t outrun these roots, even if i wanted to
There s still that back home part of me, without em i know i don t stand a chance Roots, like how there ain t no need
Run too deep, but i also got his pour a little more, i still catch myself looking up at the sky
to put a g on the end of huntin or fishin
Without em i know i don t stand a chance, cause they run too strong, without em i know i don t stand a chance
without em i know i don t stand a chance
run too deep
I can t outrun these roots, cutting right through the heart of me
Coursin through my veins, even if i wanted to
I can t outrun these roots, it don t matter where i plant these boots
even if i wanted to
I can t outrun these roots, it don t matter where i plant these boots
and i still got granddaddy s bible
thank god i can t
Cause they run too strong, i can t outrun these roots
i still catch myself looking up at the sky
But i also got his pour a little more, thank god i can t, cause they run too strong
cause they run too strong
Cutting right through the heart of me, i can t outrun these roots Roots, i can t outrun these roots
I can t outrun these roots, i can t outrun these roots