Текст John Michael Montgomery – Good Ground

After driving all night Daddy stopped the car
Said, «Wake up kids, here we are
This is our new home»
From that Oldsmobile all I could see

I had it all underneath my feet
There was room to grow — there was time to breathe
And dreams stretched high under summer skies
This is where I’m from — this is who I am
Down these roads I became a man
And they’re calling me — where my roots run deep
Deep down — this is good ground

Mama had me diggin’ in her flower bed
There it was an arrowhead
And all I wanted to be, was Cherokee
Seasons change and childhood goes
I laid down my homemade bow for a brown-eyed girl
She changed my world
I learned to drive so we could ride around
We made the sweetest memories in it
On good ground

I had it all underneath my feet
There was room to grow — there was time to breathe
And dreams stretched high under summer skies
This is where I’m from — this is who I am
Down these roads I became a man

I drove all night then I stopped the car
Said, «Wake up kids, here we are
This is our new home
It’s been too long»
Crossed that fence and I knelt down
Said, «Everybody gather ’round
Hold out your hands, this is good ground»

You’ve got it all underneath your feet
There’s room to grow — there’s time to breathe
And dreams stretch high under summer skies
This is where I’m from — this is who I am
Down these roads I became a man
And they’re calling me where my roots run deep
Deep down — this is good ground