I left the four lane highway took a blacktop seven miles   Down by the old country school I went to as a child   Two miles down a gravel road I could see the proud old home   A tribute to a way of life that's almost come and gone   The roots of my rasing run deep I come back for the strength that I need   And hope comes no matter how far down I sink the roots of my raising run deep      I pulled into the driveway Lord it sure was good to be there   And through the open door I could see that dad was asleep in his favorite chair   In his hand was a picture of mom and I remembered how close they were   So I just turned away I didn't want to wake him spoil his dreams of her      A christian Mom who had the strength for life the way she did   Then to pull that apron off and do the Charleston for us kids   Dad a quiet man who's gentle voice was seldom heard   Who could borrow money at the bank simply on his word   The roots of my raisin'...   The roots of my raisin' run deep