Good Earth Roots

Yeah Yeah Yeah Waking up to the morning light Fells calling me home tonight Daddy's hands on the old plow blade Turning soil through the summer rain Mama's laughing in the kitchen air Sunday suppers without a care boots Kicking dust on gravel roads Yeah, and yeah where the wild oats grow sweat Stories round the evening fire Building dreams on a farmer's wire Oh, these roots run deep In the good of good earth family Ties that can't tear apart Hard days make the heart feel alive iPhone calls Where my soul survives Singing praises to the sky above That's the life That's the one I love Years rolled by City lights Pulled me far, far Chasing shadows Losing who we are But in the quiet I hear that call Pulling me back where I belong I hear that call Pulling me back where I belong I hear that call Oh, these roots run deep In the good of good earth family Ties that tie and tear apart Hard days make the heart feel alive iPhone calls Where my soul survives Singing praises to the sky above That's the life That's the one I love Yeah, that's the life Coming home to stay Fells forever Come what may Come what may Come what may Come what may Come what may Come what may Come what may Come what may Come what may Come what may Come what may Come what may Come what may Come what may Come what may