Raised Up

It's stuck on me like mud
 On the bottom of these boots
 What I used to run from
 Is what I run back to
 When the voices in my head
 Stop soundin' like my own
 I drown 'em all out
 And put on what I know
 Turn up that Rolling Stones and Mama's 'Pressed
 More like comin' more like when
 Jesus says these roads ain't paved
 Got it all when you ain't got much
 That pity saves and pity earned
 Love's a choice even when it hurts
 Anytime I lose my way
 I turned the way that I was raised up
 Ain't it funny just how quick
 You can lose your northern star?
 You're caught up in the noise
 And forget just who you are
 When the truth sounds like a question
 Rollin' off some lips like smoke
 I play mine like the FM
 Through the speakers of my soul
 Turn up that Rolling Stones and Mama's 'Pressed
 More like comin' more like when
 Jesus says these roads ain't paved
 Got it all when you ain't got much
 That pity saves and pity earned
 Love's a choice even when it hurts
 Anytime I lose my way
 I turned the way that I was raised up
 Turn the way, turn the way, turn the way
 I was raised up
 It's stuck on me like mud
 On the bottom of these boots
 It's always in my blood
 Forever in my roots
 That I turn up that Rolling Stones and Mama's 'Pressed
 More like comin' more like when
 Jesus says these roads ain't paved
 Got it all when you ain't got much
 That pity saves and pity earned
 Love's a choice even when it hurts
 Anytime I lose my way
 I turned the way that I was raised up
 I turn it up
 Way I was raised up
 Stuck on me like mud
 On the bottom of these boots
 What I used to run from
 Is what I run back to