Merle Haggard - The Roots Of My Raisin'

I left the four lane highway, took a blacktop seven miles
Down by the old country school I went to as a child
Three miles down a gravel road, I could see the proud old home
A tribute to a way of life that's almost come and gone

The roots of my rasin' run deep
I come back for the strength that I need
And hope comes no matter how far down I sink
The roots of my raisin' run deep

(spoken)
I pulled into the driveway, Lord, it sure was good to be there
and through the open door I could see that, Dad was asleep in
his favorite chair. In his hand was a picture of Mom, and I
remembered how close they were. So I just turned away, I
didn't want to wake him, spoil his dreams of her.