I was born, and I was made   By the hands of marmalade   I've got legends in my blood   I've got Indians in my veins      And in the year of '44   Grandpaw went away to war   He went to Hitler's house and kicked in the door   There began the way I was made      And in the year of '47   That Rewey girl came down from Heaven   In '48 a bride and groom   In love on thier honeymoon      And they weren't doin' nothin' wrong   But it's how my mother came along   And here I am with words and song   Singin' 'bout the way I was made      Whoa, it feels so good   To have your blood in my veins   Whoa, it feels so good   To have your blood in my veins      My dad, he was a country kid   He loved to smoke and hunt and fish   Mom, she was a city babe   A pretty little girl who never ate      They met at school with broken hearts   And healed each-other from the start   Man and woman play your part   Now we're closer to the way, I was made      Whoa, it feels so good   To have your blood in my veins   Whoa, it feels so good   To have your blood in my veins, yeah      Legend says our family tree   Grows black and white and Indian leaves   And if the history books are right   None of us are really white   In fact, I think that means   That everybody's blood is just the same      Whoa, it feels so good   To have your blood in my veins   Whoa, it feels so good   To have your blood in my veins