Down Home Runs Deep - Chase Rice

Well, it’s been a long time

Since I flew past that welcome sign

Smelled the sweet of them pines

And it’s honeysuckle, belt buckle paradise

Oh, that wrap-around town you thought that you owned

Where you learned how to live, yeah, until you got gone

And you think that you change, but you find that you don’t

'Cause you can’t outrun what you’re raised up on

You can’t take the good out of the good ol' boy

Can’t fake a slow, steady, heavy drawl

Don’t know a day without breaking out

Some «Hell yeah,» some «Yes, ma’am,» some «Hey, y’all»

Good Lord’s the first one you thank

When your ride-or-die's beside you with gas in the tank

You might not stay, but you don’t ever leave

When your down home runs deep

Those Friday night lights

They’re shining just a little bit brighter now

And that cotton ball sky

Looks the same, but there’s a few more looking down

And I hope that I’m making 'em proud and I’m showing 'em how

Yeah, I’m showing 'em how

You can’t take the good out of the good ol' boy

Can’t fake a slow, steady, heavy drawl

Don’t know a day without breaking out

Some «Hell yeah,» some «Yes, ma’am,» some «Hey, y’all»

Good Lord’s the first one you thank

When your ride-or-die's beside you with gas in the tank

You might not stay, but you don’t ever leave

When your down home runs deep

Well, that wrap-around town you thought that you owned

Where you learned how to live, yeah, until you got gone

And you think that you change, but you find that you don’t

'Cause you can’t outrun what you’re raised up on

You can’t take the good out of the good ol' boy

Can’t fake a slow, steady, heavy drawl

Don’t know a day without breaking out

Some «Hell yeah,» some «Yes, ma’am,» some «Hey, y’all»

Good Lord’s the first one you thank

When your ride-or-die's beside you with gas in the tank

You might not stay, but you don’t ever leave

When your down home runs deep

When your down home runs deep