Don’t Forget Where You Come From Colt Ford (Ft. Sam Grow)

[Verse 1]
I guess I got a thing for red dirt roads
Hand-me-down old F-100s
Two kids making out on the front porch swing
Old dog sleepin' under
Heaven is a small town
With hearts carved in trees
Every time I come back I wonder how'd I ever leave

[Chorus]
Don't forget, don't forget where you come from
Your first love and your last name
You're a son of a son of someone
Who put that blood in your veins
We got roots, we got reasons
Some will stay and some will leave it
Some are simply running just to run
Don't forget where you come from
Don't forget where you come from

[Verse 2]
Paper bills, whiskey stills
Breeze spinnin' that front yard pinwheel
The sunset chills and Friday night thrills
This place heals everything that it hurts
(That it hurts, that it hurts)
May it be a blessing or a curse (Or a curse)
But for what it's worth (For what it's worth)