Featured In
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Phillip Sweet
Vocals
Chris McHugh
Drums
Gordon Kennedy
Electric Guitar
Jerry Douglas
Dobro
Jimi Westbrook
Vocals
Karen Fairchild
Vocals
Kimberly Schlapman
Vocals
Mark Childers
Bass
Ron Block
Banjo
Wayne Kirkpatrick
Acoustic Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Wayne Kirkpatrick
Songwriter
Kimberly Schlapman
Songwriter
Phillip Sweet
Songwriter
Karen Fairchild
Songwriter
Jimi Westbrook
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Little Big Town
Producer
Aaron Swihart
Engineer
Andrew Mendelson
Mastering Engineer
David Zaffiro
Mixing Engineer
Glenn Spinner
Engineer
Wayne Kirkpatrick
Producer
Lyrics
I feel no shame
I'm proud of where I came from
I was born and raised in the boondocks
One thing I know
No matter where I go
I keep my heart and soul in the boondocks
And I can feel
That muddy water running through my veins
And I can hear that lullaby of a midnight train
And it sings to me and it sounds familiar
I feel no shame
I'm proud of where I came from
I was born and raised in the boondocks
One thing I know
No matter where I go
I keep my heart and soul in the boondocks
And I can taste
That honeysuckle and it's still so sweet
When it grows wild
On the banks down at old camp creek
Yeah, and it calls to me like a warm wind blowing
I feel no shame
I'm proud of where I came from
I was born and raised in the boondocks
One thing I know
No matter where I go
I keep my heart and soul in the boondocks
It's where I learned about living
It's where I learned about love
It's where I learned about working hard
And having a little was just enough
It's where I learned about Jesus
And knowing where I stand
You can take it or leave it
This is me, this is who I am
Give me a tin roof
A front porch and a gravel road
And that's home to me
It feels like home to me
I feel no shame
I'm proud of where I came from
I was born and raised in the boondocks
One thing I know
No matter where I go
I keep my heart and soul in the boondocks
I keep my heart and soul in the boondocks
You get a line, I get a pole
We'll go fishing in the crawfish hole
Five card poker on Saturday night
Church on Sunday morning
You get a line, I get a pole (you get a line, I get a pole)
We'll go fishing (we'll go fishing in the crawfish hole)
Down in the boondocks (five card poker on Saturday night)
Church on Sunday morning
You get a line, I get a pole (you get a line, I get a pole)
We'll go fishing (we'll go fishing in the crawfish hole)
Down in the boondocks (five card poker on Saturday night)
(Say a little prayer for me) church on Sunday morning
You get a line, I get a pole (you get a line, I get a pole)
We'll go fishing (we'll go fishing in the crawfish hole)
Down in the boondocks (five card poker on Saturday night)
(Say a little prayer for me) church on Sunday morning
You get a line, I get a pole (you get a line, I get a pole)
We'll go fishing (we'll go fishing in the crawfish hole)
Down in the boondocks (five card poker on Saturday night)
(Say a little prayer for me) church on Sunday morning
You get a line, I get a pole (you get a line, I get a pole)
We'll go fishing (we'll go fishing in the crawfish hole)
Down in the boondocks (five card poker on Saturday night)
(Say a little prayer for me) church on Sunday morning
You get a line, I get a pole (you get a line, I get a pole)
We'll go fishing (we'll go fishing in the crawfish hole)
Down in the boondocks (five card poker on Saturday night)
(Say a little prayer for me) church on Sunday morning
Writer(s): Kimberly Schlapman, Phillip Sweet, James Lee Westbrook, Wayne Kirkpatrick, Karen Fairchild
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