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County Line Switch

western acoustic guitar twang transitioning into heavy reggae bassline3:17
0:003:17
Lyrics

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Verse 1
Sunrise paints the mountain blue
On a small white church and a steeple too
Used to cut through Miller's field
Felt like home even then, felt real
Hear the whistle of the train
Down by the Etowah River bend again
Every brick on Main Street knows my name

Pre-Chorus
Some folks chase the highway line
But a memory brings you back in time
To the feeling in your bones

Chorus
Oh, my roots run deep in Cherokee
Every backroad, every old oak tree
This red clay dust, it's in my blood, you see
Yeah, my roots run deep in Cherokee

Verse 2
Learned to cast a line off the dock
Watched the old men gather 'round the clock
Talking 'bout the Braves, the summer heat
Sweet tea sipped on a front porch seat
Friday night lights, a distant roar
Cheering louder than I did before
Felt like the whole wide world was right outside that door

Pre-Chorus
Some folks chase the highway line
But a memory brings you back in time
To the feeling in your bones

Chorus
Oh, my roots run deep in Cherokee
Every backroad, every old oak tree
This red clay dust, it's in my blood, you see
Yeah, my roots run deep in Cherokee

Bridge
I've seen the big cities, lights so bright
Felt a whisper in the quiet of the night
Told me, "Son, you ain't ever truly gone"
This is where your truest song was born
This is where your heart belongs

Chorus
Oh, my roots run deep in Cherokee
Every backroad, every old oak tree
This red clay dust, it's in my blood, you see
Yeah, my roots run deep in Cherokee
That's right, my roots run deep in Cherokee

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