Lyrics

[Verse 1] Some are big city born with a silver spoon Some are military raised, red white and blue Some are Pittsburgh factory, Detrot steel Some are third generation cotton fields [Chorus] My bloodline run dry through the heart of a small town A don't blink Main street where the concrete runs out Hundred year oak, wrap around porch Where my granddad's more than flowers and a head stone A wild kid, wearing his grass stained blue jeans He's got my last name and looks just like me That's my bloodline [Verse 2] I'm the mud up the side of a Chevrolet I'm a football team on a license plate I'm a camouflage deer stand at five AM A calloused hand son and damn proud of it [Chorus] My bloodline run dry through the heart of a small town A don't blink Main street where the concrete runs out Hundred year oak, wrap around porch Where my granddad's more than flowers and a head stone A wild kid, wearing his grass stained blue jeans He's got my last name and looks just like me That's my, my bloodline [Bridge] My bloodline run dry through the heart of a small town A mom and pop quick shop, church and a courthouse That's my, yeah that's my [Chorus] My bloodline run dry through the heart of a small town A don't blink Main street where the concrete runs out Hundred year oak, wrap around porch Where my granddad's more than flowers and a head stone A wild kid, wearing his grass stained blue jeans He's got my last name and looks just like me That's my bloodline