Roots
Merton Lyrics


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I like digging holes and hiding things inside them
When I grow old, I hope I won't forget to find them
'Cause I've got memories and travel like gypsies in the night

I build a home and wait for someone to tear it down
Then pack it up in boxes, head for the next town running
'Cause I've got memories and travel like gypsies in the night
And a thousand times I've seen this road
A thousand times

I've got no roots, but my home was never on the ground
I've got no roots, but my home was never on the ground
I've got no roots
I've got no roots

I've got no roots, but my home was never on the ground
I've got no roots, but my home was never on the ground
I've got no roots
I've got no roots

I like standing still, but that's just a wishful plan
Ask me where I come from, I'll say a different land
But I've got memories and travel like gypsies in the night

I count gates and numbers, then play the guessing game
It's just the place that changes, the rest is still the same
But I've got memories and travel like gypsies in the night

And a thousand times I've seen this road
A thousand times

I've got no roots, but my home was never on the ground
I've got no roots, but my home was never on the ground
I've got no roots
I've got no roots

I've got no roots, but my home was never on the ground
I've got no roots, but my home was never on the ground
I've got no roots
I've got no roots

I like digging holes
Hiding things inside them
When I grow old
I won't forget to find them
I like digging holes
Hiding things inside them
When I grow old
I won't forget to find them
I've got no roots
No roots

I've got no roots, but my home was never on the ground
I've got no roots, but my home was never on the ground
I've got no roots
I've got no roots

I've got no roots, but my home was never on the ground
I've got no roots, but my home was never on the ground




I've got no roots
I've got no roots (no)

Overall Meaning

The song "No Roots" by Merton Alice is about the artist's constant travel and lack of a permanent home. The lyrics describe her love for "digging holes and hiding things inside them" as a metaphor for her nomadic lifestyle where she temporarily sets up a home but eventually has to leave and move on to the next place. She talks about counting gates and numbers, playing the guessing game, and standing still being a "wishful plan," emphasizing the idea that she is always on the move and doesn't have a place to call home.


The line "I've got no roots, but my home was never on the ground" highlights that the artist's sense of belonging is not tied to a physical location. She acknowledges that she has memories that travel with her like "gypsies in the night," romanticizing the idea of a nomadic lifestyle. While the song may seem wistful at times, ultimately, it celebrates the freedom that comes with not being tied down to one place and living life on one's own terms.


Overall, "No Roots" is a poignant expression of the artist's identity as a traveler, capturing the hope, excitement, and uncertainty that come with constantly moving from place to place.


Line by Line Meaning

I like digging holes and hiding things inside them
I enjoy burying things and keeping them secret.


When I grow old, I hope I won't forget to find them
I fear I will forget my secrets when I get old.


'Cause I've got memories and travel like gypsies in the night
I hold on to memories, but I am always on the move like a gypsy.


I build a home and wait for someone to tear it down
I create a sense of home, only for it to be destroyed again.


Then pack it up in boxes, head for the next town running
I pack up my belongings and move to find a new home.


'Cause I've got memories and travel like gypsies in the night
My memories are my constant companion as I travel like a gypsy.


And a thousand times I've seen this road
I've traveled this road countless times before.


I've got no roots, but my home was never on the ground
I have no permanent home, as my home is wherever I go.


I like standing still, but that's just a wishful plan
I wish I could stay in one place, but know it's unlikely.


Ask me where I come from, I'll say a different land
I never stay in one place long enough to call it my true homeland.


But I've got memories and travel like gypsies in the night
Memories and travel are my way of life.


I count gates and numbers, then play the guessing game
I am constantly counting and guessing where I will end up next.


It's just the place that changes, the rest is still the same
My surroundings may change, but my lifestyle remains consistent.


I like digging holes, hiding things inside them
I find solace in burying my secrets away.


When I grow old, I won't forget to find them
I hope to be able to keep my secrets safe and find them in the future.


I've got no roots, no roots
I am a nomad with no permanent place to call home.




Lyrics © Budde Music Publishing GmbH, BMG Rights Management, Peermusic Publishing
Written by: Nicolas Rebscher, Alice Merton

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@user-hy5sd9nk2c

Verse 1]
I like digging holes and hiding things inside them
When I grow old, I hope I won't forget to find them
'Cause I've got memories and travel like gypsies in the night

[Verse 2]
I build a home and wait for someone to tear it down
Then pack it up in boxes, head for the next town running
'Cause I've got memories and travel like gypsies in the night

[Pre-Chorus]
And a thousand times I've seen this road
A thousand times

[Chorus]
I've got no roots
But my home was never on the ground
I've got no roots
But my home was never on the ground
I've got no roots
I've got no roots
I've got no roots
But my home was never on the ground
I've got no roots
But my home was never on the ground
I've got no roots
I've got no roots

[Verse 3]
I like standing still but that's just a wishful plan
Ask me where I come from, I'll say a different land
But I've got memories and travel like gypsies in the night

[Verse 4]
I count gates and numbers, then play the guessing game
It's just the place that changes, the rest is still the same
But I've got memories and travel like gypsies in the night

[Pre-Chorus]
And a thousand times I've seen this road
A thousand times

[Chorus]
I've got no roots
But my home was never on the ground
I've got no roots
But my home was never on the ground
I've got no roots
I've got no roots
I've got no roots
But my home was never on the ground
I've got no roots
But my home was never on the ground
I've got no roots
I've got no roots

[Bridge]
I like digging holes, hiding things inside them
When I grow old, I won't forget to find them
I like digging holes, hiding things inside them
When I grow old, I won't forget to find them
I've got no roots
No roots

[Chorus]
I've got no roots
But my home was never on the ground
I've got no roots
But my home was never on the ground
I've got no roots
I've got no roots
I've got no roots
But my home was never on the ground
I've got no roots
But my home was never on the ground
I've got no roots
I've got no roots
(No!)



@spina9813

Lyrics

I like digging holes and hiding things inside them
When I grow old, I hope I won't forget to find them
'Cause I've got memories and travel like gypsies in the night


I build a home and wait for someone to tear it down
Then pack it up in boxes, head for the next town running
'Cause I've got memories and travel like gypsies in the night


And a thousand times I've seen this road

A thousand times


I've got no roots, but my home was never on the ground
I've got no roots, but my home was never on the ground
I've got no roo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oots
I've got no roo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oots


I've got no roots, but my home was never on the ground
I've got no roots, but my home was never on the ground
I've got no roo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oots
I've got no roo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oots


I like standing still, boy, that's just a wishful plan
Ask me where I come from, I'll say a different land
But I've got memories and travel like gypsies in the night


I count gates and numbers, then play the guessing game
It's just the place that changes, the rest is still the same
But I've got memories and travel like gypsies in the night


And a thousand times I've seen this road
A thousand times


I've got no roots, but my home was never on the ground
I've got no roots, but my home was never on the ground
I've got no roo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oots
I've got no roo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oots


I've got no roots, but my home was never on the ground
I've got no roots, but my home was never on the ground
I've got no roo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oots
I've got no roo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oots


I like digging holes
Hiding things inside them
When I grow old
I won't forget to find them
I like digging holes
Hiding things inside them
When I grow old
I won't forget to find them
I've got no roots


No roots
I've got no roots, but my home was never on the ground
I've got no roots, but my home was never on the ground
I've got no roo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oots
I've got no roo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oots


I've got no roots, but my home was never on the ground
I've got no roots, but my home was never on the ground
I've got no roo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oots
I've got no roo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oots


No!



@Kylle_wLASAOMSESL

Lyrics:

I like digging holes and hiding things inside them
When I grow old, I hope I won't forget to find them
'Cause I've got memories and travel like gypsies in the night
I build a home and wait for someone to tear it down
Then pack it up in boxes, head for the next town running
'Cause I've got memories and travel like gypsies in the night
And a thousand times I've seen this road
A thousand times
I've got no roots, but my home was never on the ground
I've got no roots, but my home was never on the ground
I've got no roo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oots
I've got no roo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oots
I've got no roots, but my home was never on the ground
I've got no roots, but my home was never on the ground
I've got no roo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oots
I've got no roo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oots
I like standing still, boy, that's just a wishful plan
Ask me where I come from, I'll say a different land
But I've got memories and travel like gypsies in the night
I count gates and numbers, then play the guessing game
It's just the place that changes, the rest is still the same
But I've got memories and travel like gypsies in the night
And a thousand times I've seen this road
A thousand times
I've got no roots, but my home was never on the ground
I've got no roots, but my home was never on the ground
I've got no roo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oots
I've got no roo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oots
I've got no roots, but my home was never on the ground
I've got no roots, but my home was never on the ground
I've got no roo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oots
I've got no roo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oots
I like digging holes
Hiding things inside them
When I grow old
I won't forget to find them
I like digging holes
Hiding things inside them
When I grow old
I won't forget to find them
I've got no roots
No roots
I've got no roots, but my home was never on the ground
I've got no roots, but my home was never on the ground
I've got no roo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oots
I've got no roo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oots
I've got no roots, but my home was never on the ground
I've got no roots, but my home was never on the ground
I've got no roo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oots
I've got no roo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oots
No!

Love this song ❤



@JSCSMeghanaK

I like digging holes and hiding things inside them
When I grow old, I hope I won't forget to find them
'Cause I've got memories and travel like gypsies in the night
I build a home and wait for someone to tear it down
Then pack it up in boxes, head for the next town running
'Cause I've got memories and travel like gypsies in the night
And a thousand times I've seen this road
A thousand times
I've got no roots, but my home was never on the ground
I've got no roots, but my home was never on the ground
I've got no roots
I've got no roots
I've got no roots, but my home was never on the ground
I've got no roots, but my home was never on the ground
I've got no roots
I've got no roots
I like standing still, but that's just a wishful plan
Ask me where I come from, I'll say a different land
But I've got memories and travel like gypsies in the night
I count gates and numbers, then play the guessing game
It's just the place that changes, the rest is still the same
But I've got memories and travel like gypsies in the night
And a thousand times I've seen this road
A thousand times
I've got no roots, but my home was never on the ground
I've got no roots, but my home was never on the ground
I've got no roots
I've got no roots
I've got no roots, but my home was never on the ground
I've got no roots, but my home was never on the ground
I've got no roots
I've got no roots
I like digging holes
Hiding things inside them
When I grow old
I won't forget to find them
I like digging holes
Hiding things inside them
When I grow old
I won't forget to find them
I've got no roots
No roots
I've got no roots, but my home was never on the ground
I've got no roots, but my home was never on the ground
I've got no roots
I've got no roots
I've got no roots, but my home was never on the ground
I've got no roots, but my home was never on the ground
I've got no roots
I've got no roots (no)



@danieltothmusic

I like digging holes and
Hiding things inside them
When I grow old, I hope
I won't forget to find them
Cause, I've got memories and
Travel like gypsies in the night

I build a home and wait for
Someone to tear it down
Then pack it up in boxes
Head for the next town running
Cause, I've got memories and
Travel like gypsies in the night

And a thousand times I've seen this road
A thousand times

I've got no roots
But my home was never on the ground
I've got no roots
But my home was never on the ground
I've got no roo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oots
I've got no roo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oots

I've got no roots
But my home was never on the ground
I've got no roots
But my home was never on the ground
I've got no roo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oots
I've got no roo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oots

I like standing still for
That's just the wishful plan
Ask me where I come from
I'll say a different land
But I've got memories and
Travel like gypsies in the night

I count gates and numbers
And play the guessing game
It's just the place that changes
The rest is still the same
But I've got memories and
Travel like gypsies in the night

And a thousand times I've seen this road
A thousand times

I've got no roots
But my home was never on the ground
I've got no roots
But my home was never on the ground
I've got no roo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oots
I've got no roo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oots

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me trying to find this song: " i got no hoops 😃 "

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I heard “I’ve got no roots” 😂

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