Zac Brown Band — Roots

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My first best friend was a 6 string

Took him with me everywhere I go

When I was 18, bought a Dodge van

Found a drummer and made the road my home

Ooh, I wouldn’t change a thing It made the man

I am today

My roots always keep me grounded

Roots, remind me where I’m from

Even when I’m a thousand miles away from my roots

I’m home Every Friday, you could find me

At Dixie Tavern, playin’ with my band

We’d start the show with a round of whiskey

And play our hearts out and wished it’d never end

Ooh, I wouldn’t change a thing It made the man

I am today My roots always keep me grounded

Roots, remind me where I’m from Even when

I’m a thousand miles away from my roots

I’m home We’d get ’em singin’ «Don’t Stop Believing»

Then follow up with a cold beer on a

Friday night Always dreamin’ one day we’d play with

All our heroes we cover every night

Flyin’ high all our dreams came true

You’ve given me wings And roots, always keep me grounded

Roots, remind me where I’m from

Even when I’m a thousand miles away from my roots

I’m home My roots, always keep me grounded

Roots, remind me where I’m from

My roots, even when I’m a thousand miles away from my roots

I’m home Don’t give up Hold on a little longer

What don’t kill you Only makes you stronger

Don’t give up Hold on a little longer

What don’t kill you Only makes you stronger

Don’t give up Hold on a little longer

What don’t kill you Only makes you stronger

Don’t give up Hold on a little longer

What don’t kill you Only makes you stronger

Don’t give up Hold on a little longer

What don’t kill you Only gives you stronger roots