Southern Rock Lyrics

[Verse 1]
It was a limestone stone skippin' on a creek
It was a Cherokee arrowhead buried on the bank in the weeds
Like every red clay brick laid in that ten percent paid two-story cul-de-sac house
Every piece of me is straight out of that ground

[Chorus]
From the gravel on the road that I skinned my knees on
Skynyrd on the radio, I cut my teeth on
'68 Mustang, half rust, half paint, front yard cinder blocks
Sung about it Sunday standin' sweatin' in a back pew
Threw 'em at her window, snuck her out half past two
It's who I am, where I stand, and I ain't forgot
I was raised on Southern Rock
[Verse 2]
It was a backseat bottle poured on 'em, goin' straight to your head (Yeah)
It was a medicine bottle slidin' up a six-string neck
It was grandaddy's name chiseled in slate when the good Lord finally called him home
No, it ain't always pretty, but it's all I know

[Chorus]
From the gravel on the road that I skinned my knees on
Skynyrd on the radio, I cut my teeth on '68 Mustang, half rust, half paint, front yard cinder blocks
Sung about it Sunday standin' sweatin' in a back pew
Threw 'em at her window, snuck her out half past two
It's who I am, where I stand, and I ain't forgot
I was raised on Southern

[Bridge]
Rock and roll
Crush and run backroads
If you get it, then you get it, if you don't, then you don't
So when my time's done on this one, God willin'
Play a little "Sweet Home," bury me down in it (Yeah)

[Instrumental Break]

[Chorus]
From the gravel on the road that I skinned my knees on
Skynyrd on the radio, I cut my teeth on
'68 Mustang, half rust, half paint, front yard cinder blocks
It's "Freebird" singin' from a bar crowd choir
Preacher just a preachin' 'bout a brimstone fire
Yeah, it's who I am, where I stand, no, I ain't forgot
I was raised on Southern Rock (Yeah)
I was raised on Southern, raised on Southern Rock

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