I wanna see the house that I grew up in
The grass that covers grandpa’s field
I wanna feel the water on my face again
when I run down to the creek and jump in
Wanna taste my mama’s sweet granny apple pie
Sunday dinner with my family and friends
I wanna give my bottles back to the five and dime
Just like we did when we were kids.
Where I was born and raised (born and raised)
Where I was born and raised (born and raised)
Where I was born and raised.
I want to see the tall bluffs of Vicksburg
The sandy white shores of Ship Island
Have a drink with my friends down at Hal & Mal’s
Have a beer and some good ole ribs from the Shed
I wanna see the sun rise on my Delta pride
Then watch it fall right down again
So light the fire on the grill boys I’m coming home
And I won’t slow down ‘til I pull on in.
Chorus
Mama’s always there to say
son sit a spell and stay . . . . won’t you stay.
Where I was born and raised (born and raised)
Where I was born and raised (born and raised)
Where I was born and raised (born and raised)
Where I was born and raised.

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