Dandelion

Tried leavin' where I come from, but I'm always gonna go back I tried sippin' on the champagne, but it's always gonna be Jack There's things I can't change, like how I was raised The Bible in my blood, and the 'Bama in my veins Ain't a pink bouquet in the flower store I'm okay if I'm a little more

Dandelion born to live free, ridin' on a breeze On a summer night Tucked back in the weeds, guess that's just me In a bed of red roses, I'm the one growin' up on the wilder side So if you're tired of thorns, I'm a little more dandelion

No stranger to a dirt road or a country muddy river bank If you're pickin' me, you oughta know I wasn't made for a fancy crystal vase A mason jar and old blue jeans, from my roots to my boots, I'll always be

A dandelion born to live free, ridin' on a breeze On a summer night Tucked back in the weeds, guess that's just me In a bed of red roses, I'm the one growin' up on the wilder side So if you're tired of thorns, I'm a little more dandelion Oh-oh-oh, dandelion

Been a little overlooked all my life But if you know where to look It sounds like you might like

A dandelion born to live free, ridin' on a breeze On a summer night Tucked back in the weeds, guess that's just me In a bed of red roses, I'm the one growin' up on the wilder side So if you're tired of thorns, I'm a little more Dandelion

Whoa, dandelion Oh-oh-oh, dandelion, mm Dandelion, uh Been a little overlooked, yeah, all my life Well, 'least I made you look maybe once or twice Mm, dandelion