Back To My Roots

I was born in Alabama, raised on my family farm
Spent my childhood milking cows and working in the barn
Went out hunting with my daddy
And horse riding with my friends
The country life is the life for me, don’t know why I ever left

Fame got the better of me
I became so hungry
I sold my soul, lost touch with God
Waved goodbye to Alabama and hello to California
Lived a life of luxury, forgot everything I knew
But now I’m moving back
Back to the farm, back to my roots

Going back to my roots
Going back to Alabama
No more drugs or fancy cars
No more petty drama
I’m going back to my roots
Can finally say that I am free
I’m careless and free spirited
I can finally breathe