I still running? 33s up underneath this truck
Even though rush hour concrete?s the only place I?m getting stuck
I ain?t on the farm no more but on a stretch of sunny days
I still catch myself looking up at the sky and praying for a little rain
No I can?t out run these roots, even if I wanted to
Cause they run too strong, run too deep
Cuttin? right through the heart of me
No it don?t matter where I plant these boots
I can?t outrun these roots,
I can?t outrun these roots
There?s still that back home part of me, That can?t help but see things a little different
And I still got Granddaddy?s bible, his ole rifle and his name
And I also got his pour a little more coursing through my veins
No I can?t out run these roots, even if I wanted to
Cause they run too strong, run too deep
Cuttin? right through the heart of me
No it don?t matter where I plant these boots
I can?t outrun these roots
Thank god I can?t, they?re tangled up in every part of who I am
without ?em I know I don?t stand a chance. I can?t outrun these roots.
I can?t outrun these roots,
Cause they run too strong, run too deep
Cuttin? right through the heart of me
No it don?t matter where I plant these boots
I can?t outrun these roots,
I can?t outrun these roots
Parmalee