I was born in a hurricane Nothing to lose and everything to gain Ran before I walked Reaching for the top Out of control just like a runaway train I never walked on the narrow path I always wanted what I didn't have All was not enough Riding lady luck Driving in the fast lane and just stepped on the gas Cause I was raised on rock My dad was howling but my heart was a rolling stone Yeah I was raised on rock My mama said I had a devil to scratch my soul And I was raised on rock Raised on rock Shoot me up baby make me high And hit the jackpot in the heat of the night Wanna kiss your lips Wanna move your hips See my desire in your laser-beam eyes You shake me up got me spinning round You know whats going up must come down Tomorrow I'll be gone A million miles from home The only road I know leads out of town Cause I was raised on rock My dad was howling but my heart was a rolling stone Yeah I was raised on rock My mama said I had a devil to scratch my soul And I was raised on rock Raised on rock Growing up with the guitar men Growing up way too fast Follow the sound of a rocknroll band This call will always last Cause I was raised on rock My dad was howling but my heart was a rolling stone Yeah I was raised on rock My mama said I had a devil to scratch my soul Cause I was raised on rock Cause I was raised on rock Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!

Snap backs and levi jeans, Pbr and burnt CDs Running for the grass on the hot concrete Still working on our summer feet Cheap gas and ready ice, Trunk music and headlight fights Dodging smoke from a riverbank fire Pretty girl and a pickup line like "Hey what's your name, you know smoke follows beauty baby" We stayed up all night long Made our drinks too strong Feeling ten feet tall Ropes swinging into the water In the middle of the night Like oh-oh-oh oh oh Breaking our boots in Stompin' in the ground we grew up on Yeah, we were raised on it Worked hard and played on it We had it made on it We were born and raised on it Car wash at the custom tent Sticky quarters and pine tree scent The only sign that we ever got stuck Is the muddy chain in the back of the truck 5-1's with a 20 on top Three guard at the barber shop Duckin' from your ex at the 4 way stop Turn the music down when you're passing the cops We stayed up all night long Made our drinks too strong Feeling ten feet tall Ropes swinging into the water In the middle of the night Like oh-oh-oh oh oh Breaking our boots in Stompin' in the ground we grew up on Yeah, we were raised on it Mama's prayer and daddy's speech Front porch philosophies A Little too young and dumb to see Just what it all meant to me We stayed up all night long Made our drinks too strong Feeling ten feet tall Ropes swinging into the water In the middle of the night Like oh-oh-oh oh oh Breaking our boots in Stompin' in the ground we grew up on Yeah, we were raised on it

Got a little southern drawl in my talk Little pickup truck on my highway Got a little boot stomp in my walk Little neon lighting my Friday Got some Tennessee in my whiskey Raised a cup up if you with me I was raised on Merle, raised on Willie Got my honkytonk attitude from Joe Diffie Daddy did it too, it's family tradition If someone cranks it up, you can't help but listen My upbringing sounds like George Strait singing And I gotta give props to the radio, 'cause if you know me I was raised on country It's the only reason that I survived Every breakup and every party It's the soundtrack to my life It runs deep in my DNA I was raised on Merle, raised on Willie Got my honkytonk attitude from Joe Diffie Daddy did it too, it's family tradition If someone cranks it up, you can't help but listen My upbringing sounds like George Strait singing And I gotta give props to the radio, 'cause if you know me I was raised on country I was raised on country (Raised on country music) Learned a lot about living and a little 'bout love (Raised on country music) And you know that's something I'm so proud of I was raised on Merle, raised on Willie Got my honkytonk attitude from Joe Diffie Daddy did it too, it's family tradition If someone cranks it up, you can't help but listen My upbringing sounds like George Strait singing And I gotta give props to the radio, 'cause if you know me I was raised on country (Raised on country music) Yeah, I was raised on country (Raised on country music) I was raised on country (Raised on country music)

Yeah we drank on it Cranked some hank on it Got a little crazy Raised a little hell on it Yeah learned to pray, learned to cuss Throw a party, throw a punch Ain't no hiding where we're from It's on our boots, it's on our trucks It was in that cloud of dust we stirred up It was out in the fields, on them ol' backroads It covers this town like it covers my soul Yeah it's in our bones, in our blood Yeah as deep as these roots run We'll never be too far gone From the dirt we were raised on Dirt we were raised on Baled some hay on it Asked God to rain on it We met 'em at the gate When they tried to put an interstate on it Yeah we got lost, we got found We got high and we got down And every time we rolled into town It's on our boots, it's on our trucks It was in that cloud of dust we stirred up It was out in the fields, on them ol' backroads It covers this town like it covers my soul Yeah it's in our bones, in our blood Yeah as deep as these roots run We'll never be too far gone From the dirt we were raised on Dirt we were raised on Yeah we drank on it Cranked some hank on it Got a little crazy Raised hell on it It's on our boots, it's on our trucks It was in that cloud of dust we stirred up It was out in the fields, on them ol' backroads It covers this town like it covers my soul Yeah it's in our bones, in our blood Yeah as deep as these roots run We'll never be too far gone From the dirt we were raised on Dirt we were raised on Yeah it's the red stuff Flyin' in the back of a truck bed Goin' out as far as you can get Windows down, turned up to a country song That's the dirt we were raised on Sunsets and a bullet hole stop sign Gettin' down on a back 45 Yeah that's how we do it all night long That's the dirt we were raised on That's the dirt we were raised on That's the dirt we were raised on That's the dirt we were raised on

Danny is my name, oh yes My name should be trouble My name should be woe For trouble and heartache Is all that I know But Danny Yes, Danny is my name (Oh, oh, oh yes, oh yes) My life has been empty My heart has been torn It must have been rainy, oh yes The night I was born Oh Danny Oh Danny is my name (Danny is my name) (Oh, oh yes) I'm so afraid of tomorrow So tired of today They say that love is the answer But love never came my way I'm writing a letter To someone I know So if you should find it, oh yes And if you're alone Oh Danny Yes, Danny is my name (Oh, oh, oh yes) Oh Danny Yes, Danny is my name Oh, oh, oh, oh

If you're lookin' for trouble You came to the right place If you're lookin' for trouble Just look right in my face I was born standin' up And talkin' back My daddy was a green-eyed mountain jack Because I'm evil My middle name is misery, yeah, yeah Well, I'm evil So don't you mess around with me I never looked for trouble But I never ran I don't take no orders From no kind of man I'm only made out Of flesh, blood and bone But if you're gonna start a rumble, don't you try it all alone Because I'm evil My middle name is misery, yeah Well, I'm evil So don't you mess around with me I'm evil, evil, evil as can be I'm evil, evil, evil as can be So don't mess around, don't mess around Don't mess around with me I'm evil, I'm evil, evil, evil So don't mess around, don't mess around with me I'm evil, I'll tell you how I'm evil So don't mess around with me Yeah

All right, Hmm Mamma's little baby loves clambake, clambake Mamma's little baby loves clambake too Mamma's little baby loves clambake, clambake Mamma's little baby loves clambake too Hey listen world you've gotta know I'm cuttin loose and lettin' go Who needs the worry and the strife Life can be a ball now just followin' my life Clambake, gonna have a clambake Clambake, gonna have a clambake Look for the brightest lights in town That's where you'll find me hanging round I've got this feeling to be free I pick and choose the life I want And that's the life for me Clambake, gonna have a clambake Clambake, gonna have a clambake Mamma's little baby loves clambake, clambake Mamma's little baby loves clambake too Mamma's little baby loves clambake, clambake Mamma's little baby loves clambake too All right Look for the brightest lights in town That's where you'll find me hanging round I've got this feeling to be free I pick and choose the life I want And that's the life for me Clambake, gonna have a clambake Clambake, gonna have a clambake Mamma's little baby loves clambake, clambake Mamma's little baby loves clambake too Mamma's little baby loves clambake, clambake Mamma's little baby loves clambake too Hey! Mamma's little baby loves clambake, clambake Mamma's little baby loves clambake too Mamma's little baby loves clambake, clambake Mamma's little baby loves clambake too Mamma's little baby loves clambake, clambake Mamma's little baby loves clambake too