Yeah, I don't know,
Why the sound of a steel guitar and twin fiddle,
Resonates within me and I can't explain,
Why I so often talk of how I just want to go home,
When I don't really know where that might be.
'Cause I was raised,
Out on the edge of town where the cotton fields grow.
We rode our bikes to school each day, man, we didn't have much,
Just a hardware shop, a grocery store and a Reel McCoy,
These days those fields are gone and so am I.
'Cause when all you got is the mud clinging to your boots,
You'd give about anything to hang on to your roots.
So if you're asking me if my heart's true,
Yes it is, and this is my love song to you.
'Cause I get sad,
More days than I don't, I was born like that.
You can ask my dad, he's the same way too, we were both made sad.
But these songs I write and the boys by my side, they got my back,
And we ain't ever gon' apologize for that.
'Cause when all you got is the mud clinging to your boots,
You'd give about anything to hang on to your roots.
So if you're asking me if my heart's true,
Yes it is, and this is my love song to you.
'Cause all I've got is the mud clinging to my boots,
And I'd give about anything to hang on to my roots.
So if you're asking me if my heart's true,
Hell yes it is, and this is my love song to you.
'Cause when all you got is the mud clinging to your boots,
You'd give about anything to hang on to your roots.
So if you're asking me if my heart's true,
Yes it is, and this is my love song to you.
credits
from Palo Santo,
track released March 14, 2014
Zachary Zimmerman, Drew Switzer, Chester Carmer
Saw this guy playing solo, supporting Justin Townes Earle in a pokey pub in downtown Adelaide, & doing most of the songs from this EP. It was a killer set, this guy is a great talent. ian green