Downhome Dreams

I was raised the Lord's to thank for each and every single blessing

Lord knows I've been countin' mine, there ain't no second guessing

After all the things he gave me, sure hate to ask for more

But it ain't fancy things I'm praying for, no

Just a life of love, a wife to kiss

A couple kids, a picket fence

A red brick house, poor trap brown on the edge of a little town

If it's the last thing that I ever ask

Is plenty more good years with dad

I'm pretty sure he'd probably like to see

How a boy like me ends up turnin' out

Chasin' down these downhome dreams

(Chasin' down these downhome dreams)

Used to hope that I go pro, but 18 came, I let that go

I have bills to pay and nothin' saved, so that's the way it goes

But the day I lost my mama was the day that I woke up

Figured out that I don't need that much, no

Just a life of love, a wife to kiss

A couple kids, a picket fence

A red brick house, poor trap brown on the edge of a little town

If it's the last thing that I ever ask

It's plenty more good years with dad

I'm pretty sure he'd probably like to see

How a boy like me ends up turnin' out

Chasin' down these downhome dreams

(Chasin' down these downhome dreams)

Now I lay me down to sleep

Thinkin' 'bout how things will be

When the man upstairs sends one down for me

A life of love, a wife to kiss

Couple kids, a picket fence

A red brick house, poor trap brown on the edge of a little town

If it's the last thing that I ever ask

It's plenty more good years with dad

I'm pretty sure he'd probably like to see

How a boy like me ends up turnin' out

Chasin' down these downhome dreams

(Chasin' down these downhome dreams)

How a boy like me ends up turnin' out

Chasin' down these downhome dreams