Raised By The Tide

I feel change don't know if it's them or me
Hard going from a stanger to an old face that's just out of place
I feel stuck on fast-forward, and I'm passing the best parts all too fast
Locked in this movement, I pray the sky comes to life

Way out in the cold west
But I'm soaring home to Alabam
These states have taken me
But not for better things

I've covered this country far and wide
BUT I'LL ALWAYS BE A SON OF THE SOUTH
I'll fight to the death to make our name proud
Cause I ain't got nothin' to lose!
Feelin' stuck on fast forward, and I'm passing the best parts all to fast

Out in the cold west
But I'm soaring home to Alabam
These states have taken me
But not for better things

These miles have got me thinkin' about missin' home and all
I'm just laying here restless...
But there is no reason for me to be hangin' my head

We can't help but be blessed
When you've been raised by God's Finest
We can't help but be blessed
When you've been raised by God's Finest

Way out in the cold west
But I'm soaring home to Alabam
These states have taken me
But not for better things

Way out in the cold west
But I'm soaring home to Alabam
These states have taken me
But not for better things