I guess I got a thing for red dirt roads
Hand-me-down old F-100s
Two kids making out on the front porch swing
Old dog sleepin' under
Heaven is a small town
With hearts carved in trees
Every time I come back I wonder how'd I ever leave
Don't forget, don't forget where you come from
Your first love and your last name
You're a son of a son of someone
Who put that blood in your veins
We got roots, we got reasons
Some will stay and some will leave it
Some are simply running just to run
Don't forget where you come from
Don't forget where you come from
Paper bills, whiskey stills
Breeze spinnin' that front yard pinwheel
The sunset chills and Friday night thrills
This place heals everything that it hurts
(That it hurts, that it hurts)
May it be a blessing or a curse (Or a curse)
But for what it's worth (For what it's worth)
Don't forget, don't forget where you come from
Your first love and your last name
You're a son of a son of someone
Who put that blood in your veins
We got roots, we got reasons
Some will stay and some will leave it
Some are simply running just to run
Don't forget where you come from
Don't forget where you come from
Here I stare, tear in eye, over marble and rain
There's something he'd always told me, something he'd always say
It kinda kills me, it kinda eases the pain
Chiseled word for word underneath my daddy's last name
Don't forget where you come from
(Don't forget where you come from, son)
Don't forget where you come from
(Don't forget where you come from, son)
Don't forget, don't forget where you come from
Your first love and your last name
You're a son of a son of someone
Who put that blood in your veins
We got roots, we got reasons
Some will stay and some will leave it
Some are simply running just to run
Don't forget where you come from
(Don't forget where you come from)
Don't forget where you come from
(Don't forget where you come from, son)
