Southern Rock

[Verse 1] It was a limestone stone skippin' on a creek It was a Cherokee arrowhead buried on the bank in the weeds Like every red clay brick laid in that ten percent paid two-story cul-de-sac house Every piece of me is straight out of that ground [Chorus] From the gravel on the road that I skinned my knees on Skynyrd on the radio, I cut my teeth on '68 Mustang, half rust, half paint, front yard cinder blocks Sung about it Sunday standin' sweatin' in a back pew Threw 'em at her window, snuck her out half past two It's who I am, where I stand, and I ain't forgot I was raised on Southern Rock [Verse 2] It was a backseat bottle poured on 'em, goin' straight to your head (Yeah) It was a medicine bottle slidin' up a six-string neck It was grandaddy's name chiseled in slate when the good Lord finally called him home No, it ain't always pretty, but it's all I know [Chorus] From the gravel on the road that I skinned my knees on Skynyrd on the radio, I cut my teeth on '68 Mustang, half rust, half paint, front yard cinder blocks Sung about it Sunday standin' sweatin' in a back pew Threw 'em at her window, snuck her out half past two It's who I am, where I stand, and I ain't forgot I was raised on Southern [Bridge] Rock and roll Crush and run backroads If you get it, then you get it, if you don't, then you don't So when my time's done on this one, God willin' Play a little "Sweet Home," bury me down in it (Yeah) [Instrumental Break] [Chorus] From the gravel on the road that I skinned my knees on Skynyrd on the radio, I cut my teeth on '68 Mustang, half rust, half paint, front yard cinder blocks It's "Freebird" singin' from a bar crowd choir Preacher just a preachin' 'bout a brimstone fire Yeah, it's who I am, where I stand, no, I ain't forgot I was raised on Southern Rock (Yeah) I was raised on Southern, raised on Southern Rock