Raised Up
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Running through a briar patch gettin' cut up
Same old jeans and they all tore up
It's 25-8, gotta get it out the slums
Sittin' 'round a barrel while you watch a flame flicker
A highway's cool but a dirt road's thicker
Hat to the back with a full tank of gas
And when a dirt road's callin' my name
It's something that I just can't shake
Like ridin' down through the water
Ripples and the hollers
Blame it on the way I was raised
'Cause I was raised on handed down land
I was brought up reading them words in red
A man only eats by the work he did
And you don't stop 'til the sun drops
Yeah, I was raised up like a bass out the creek
And my roots run deep like that old oak tree
A lot of things change, but you can't change me
No, it ain't much, but it's how I was raised up
Mama said don't grow up fast
You're only young once so make it last
Like the last sip of whiskey in that flask
Or the last Marlboro in that pack
Fire only burns 'til you run out of gas
And the lights turn off and the clock turns past
Your time on Earth and now you're in the dirt
'Cause that's where you started first
I love the way that a porch swing sings
Like the sound of 'Amazing Grace'
Like a bobber on the water
Sunday at the altar
Some things just don't change
'Cause I was raised on handed down land
I was brought up reading them words in red
A man only eats by the work he did
And you don't stop 'til the sun drops
Yeah, I was raised up like a bass out the creek
And my roots run deep like that old oak tree
A lot of things change, but you can't change me
No, it ain't much, but it's how I was raised up
It was ridin' 'round town
Brookes, he died on the speakers
It was fishing in the woods
And I was fire with the skeeters
Sleeping on a Sunday morning
Mama come and woke me up
Told me if the sh- I want
Then I'ma have to get 'em
'Cause I was raised on handed down land
I was brought up reading them words in red
A man only eats by the work he did
And you don't stop 'til the sun drops
Yeah, I was raised up like a bass out the creek
And my roots run deep like that old oak tree
A lot of things change, but you can't change me
No, it ain't much, but it's how I was raised up
The lyrics of "Raised Up," by rvshvd, are a tribute to the artist's upbringing and the values he learned while growing up. The song's first verse describes how he and his friends had to make do with the limited resources they had, using soda cans as target practice and running through briar patches to get around. The chorus speaks to the artist's deep connection to his roots and the way he was brought up. The second verse similarly revolves around the idea of making the most of what you have, not growing up too fast, and taking care of your family and community. The song's overall message is one of pride in one's roots, a strong work ethic, and a deep appreciation for the simple pleasures in life.
One interesting fact about "Raised Up" is that it was released as part of a project called the "EMERGE series," which features emerging country artists. Another is that the song was co-written by Tony Lane, who has also written hits for artists like George Strait and Tim McGraw. The song has a slow, driving tempo and features a variety of instruments, including acoustic guitar, drums, and electric guitar. It has been described as having a "nostalgic" feel, with a sound that harkens back to classic country rock.
Line by Line Meaning
It was soda cans and Peli guns
Running through a briar patch gettin' cut up
Same old jeans and they all tore up
It's 25-8, gotta get it out the slums
I grew up in poverty, running around with soda cans and Peli guns, getting cut up in briar patches while wearing old and worn out jeans. We had to work harder than anyone else, 25 hours a day, 8 days a week, to get out of the slums.
Sittin' 'round a barrel while you watch a flame flicker
A highway's cool but a dirt road's thicker
Hat to the back with a full tank of gas
Windows rolled down, foot heavy on the gas
Sometimes the best moments are the simple ones, like sitting around a barrel with a flickering flame. A highway is nice, but there's something about a dirt road that makes it better. With my hat backwards, a full tank of gas, and the windows rolled down, I put my foot on the gas and live in the moment.
And when a dirt road's callin' my name
It's something that I just can't shake
Like ridin' down through the water
Ripples and the hollers
Blame it on the way I was raised
Whenever a dirt road beckons, I can't resist. It's like riding through water, feeling the ripples and the calls of the wild. I attribute this to the way I was raised, always surrounded by nature and adventure.
'Cause I was raised on handed down land
I was brought up reading them words in red
A man only eats by the work he did
And you don't stop 'til the sun drops
Yeah, I was raised up like a bass out the creek
And my roots run deep like that old oak tree
A lot of things change, but you can't change me
No, it ain't much, but it's how I was raised up
My upbringing has instilled in me the importance of hard work and living off the land. I was brought up reading the Bible and understanding that a man earns his living through hard work. I was raised with the same grit and determination as a bass from the creek, with roots running deep like an old oak tree. Though the world may change, I will always stay true to who I am and how I was raised.
Mama said don't grow up fast
You're only young once so make it last
Like the last sip of whiskey in that flask
Or the last Marlboro in that pack
Fire only burns 'til you run out of gas
And the lights turn off and the clock turns past
Your time on Earth and now you're in the dirt
'Cause that's where you started first
My mother always taught me not to grow up too fast and to make the most of my time. Life is like a flask of whiskey or a pack of cigarettes; you have to savor each moment as if it's the last. Just like a fire, life can only burn for so long before it runs out of gas. Eventually, the lights will turn off and we'll all return to the earth, where we began.
I love the way that a porch swing sings
Like the sound of 'Amazing Grace'
Like a bobber on the water
Sunday at the altar
Some things just don't change
Sometimes, the simplest things in life can bring the most joy. I love the sound of a porch swing creaking, reminding me of the hymn 'Amazing Grace.' It's like the soothing sound of a bobber on the water or a Sunday at the altar. These are the things that never change and always bring comfort.
'Cause I was raised on handed down land
I was brought up reading them words in red
A man only eats by the work he did
And you don't stop 'til the sun drops
Yeah, I was raised up like a bass out the creek
And my roots run deep like that old oak tree
A lot of things change, but you can't change me
No, it ain't much, but it's how I was raised up
My upbringing has instilled in me the importance of hard work and living off the land. I was brought up reading the Bible and understanding that a man earns his living through hard work. I was raised with the same grit and determination as a bass from the creek, with roots running deep like an old oak tree. Though the world may change, I will always stay true to who I am and how I was raised.
It was ridin' 'round town
Brookes, he died on the speakers
It was fishing in the woods
And I was fire with the skeeters
Sleeping on a Sunday morning
Mama come and woke me up
Told me if the sh- I want
Then I'ma have to get 'em
My childhood was filled with simple pleasures like riding around town listening to Brook's music, going fishing in the woods, and dealing with mosquitoes. On Sundays, my mother would wake me up and remind me that if I wanted something in life, I had to work for it and get it myself.
'Cause I was raised on handed down land
I was brought up reading them words in red
A man only eats by the work he did
And you don't stop 'til the sun drops
Yeah, I was raised up like a bass out the creek
And my roots run deep like that old oak tree
A lot of things change, but you can't change me
No, it ain't much, but it's how I was raised up
My upbringing has instilled in me the importance of hard work and living off the land. I was brought up reading the Bible and understanding that a man earns his living through hard work. I was raised with the same grit and determination as a bass from the creek, with roots running deep like an old oak tree. Though the world may change, I will always stay true to who I am and how I was raised.
Writer(s): Brandon Manley, Clintarius Rashad Johnson
Contributed by Sydney E. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
RollTide35756
Who says this ain't country? This sounds more like old school country music than anything I've heard the past 20 years.
TTV_Dj ballkicker
Facts
Josh C
Pretty much. Old country with bass
Kimberly Pagano
Instantly what I thought!!
ArsonalTech
Holy fuck. He’s black. He sings country. He sings about purely American things. And his voice is absolutely incredible. I’ve never been too keen on country but I might have a new favorite artist!!!!
Christopher Hall
@ArsonalTech right on bro. There’s a lot of good country regardless of race. It is refreshing to add some diversity though. A lot of us black people love country and seeing people who resemble us is more encouraging to listen to it.
ArsonalTech
@Christopher Hall to be fair, I listen to metal, and none of those names mean anything to me. My fiancée listens to country and has been slowly introducing me to the genre
Christopher Hall
@ArsonalTech and yes country is primarily dominated by white people just like hip hop predominantly black although it’s much more diverse these days.
Christopher Hall
@ArsonalTech there’s a handful of black country singer my guy… Darius Rucker, Seckond Chance, Kane Brown, Jimmie Allen, Blanco Brown, BRELAND, Charlie Crockett, Coffey Anderson, Shy Carter, etc etc. There’s tons you just gotta look for em.
ArsonalTech
@Reach for it! because I don’t know any Black Country singers. (I don’t really know many country singers since I don’t usually listen to the genre). It’s unexpected because it’s a genre dominated by white people. Race absolutely has something to do with it, in a good and none hateful way. So take your snowflake feelings somewhere other than my comment.