Holy Ground

Growing up I couldn't wait to get away from here
I knew it all, wouldn't listen didn't have no fear
So I headed for those city lights and left it in my rear-view mirror

But those city lights don't shine as bright as they did in my dreams
And the stars at night, they seem to hide behind those concrete trees
A memory is all I have but memories are good enough for me

When these old truck tires hit that gravel road
It's like a Sunday sermon preaching to my soul
With the radio up and the windows down
Baptized in dust on holy ground

Looking back, guess there's a part of me that never left
Yeah it's a fact, my roots grew deeper as the time went past
No matter where I'm at this heart of mine won't ever lose the feeling I have

When these old truck tires hit that gravel road
It's like a Sunday sermon preaching to my soul
With the radio up and the windows down
Baptized in dust on holy ground

I can see that exit sign
Church bells ring in my mind
Grew up on these streets of gold
God it feels good being home

I can see that exit sign
Church bells ringing in my mind
Grew up on these streets of gold
God it feels good being home

When these old truck tires hit that gravel road
It's like a Sunday sermon preaching to my soul
With the radio up and the windows down
Baptized in dust on holy ground