Growing up I couldn't wait to get away from here I knew it all, wouldn't listen didn't have no fear So I headed for those city lights and left it in my rear-view mirror But those city lights don't shine as bright as they did in my dreams And the stars at night, they seem to hide behind those concrete trees A memory is all I have but memories are good enough for me When these old truck tires hit that gravel road It's like a Sunday sermon preaching to my soul With the radio up and the windows down Baptized in dust on holy ground Looking back, guess there's a part of me that never left Yeah it's a fact, my roots grew deeper as the time went past No matter where I'm at this heart of mine won't ever lose the feeling I have When these old truck tires hit that gravel road It's like a Sunday sermon preaching to my soul With the radio up and the windows down Baptized in dust on holy ground I can see that exit sign Church bells ring in my mind Grew up on these streets of gold God it feels good being home I can see that exit sign Church bells ringing in my mind Grew up on these streets of gold God it feels good being home When these old truck tires hit that gravel road It's like a Sunday sermon preaching to my soul With the radio up and the windows down Baptized in dust on holy ground