The Way I Was Raised
Copyright 1999 by David Alan Cates. All Rights Reserved.
| [VERSE 1] |
| Mama taught me right from wrong, how to sing a gospel song |
| How to give the good Lord his praise |
| Daddy was a working man, if you needed help he'd lend a hand |
| That's just the way he was raised |
| [VERSE 2] |
| I was baptized at the age of ten, that preacher washed away my sin |
| Told me the error of my ways |
| And I know I'm not a perfect man, but I try to do the best I can |
| That's just the way I was raised |
| [CHORUS] |
| I was raised in the country, where the grass is always green |
| Where a dollar is earned and people say what they mean |
| I'm a long way from home now, but I won't forget those days |
| I wouldn't change a thing about the way I was raised |
| [VERSE 3] |
| Got a simple home and a simple life, an honest job and a loving wife |
| Holding on to those old ways |
| I teach my children right from wrong, and all I've learned I'll pass along |
| That's just the way I was raised |
| [BRIDGE] |
| Everything I am, everything I'll ever be |
| Is all because of everything mom and dad taught me |
| [REPEAT CHORUS] |