Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Good Ground, artist - John Michael Montgomery. Album song Letters From Home, in the genre Кантри
Date of issue: 19.04.2004
Record label: Warner
Song language: English
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 |
Was an ocean of fields out in front of me |
It just rolled on, on and on |
Daddy crossed the fence and he knelt down |
Filled his hands with rich farmland and said |
«This is 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 |
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 |
And they’re calling me where my roots run deep |
Deep down — this is good ground |
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 |