Lyrics

[Verse]
Granddaddy's hands were calloused and worn,
Raised me right, through fields of corn.
Taught me to pray at the break of dawn,
To lean on the Lord when the way feels long.

[Chorus]
Southern grace runs deep in my veins,
Through the storms, through the pain.
Family's the anchor, faith's the flame,
Love of the church, I'll never be the same.

[Verse 2]
Mama's voice sang hymns in the night,
Guiding me toward the holy light.
Respect your elders, she used to say,
Honor their wisdom, don’t walk away.

[Chorus]
Southern grace runs deep in my veins,
Through the storms, through the pain.
Family's the anchor, faith's the flame,
Love of the church, I'll never be the same.

[Bridge]
Oh, I’ve stumbled, I’ve lost my way,
But the Lord’s been with me every day.
With a Bible in hand and a heart made new,
I’ll stand tall, I’ll see it through.

[Verse 3]
The church bells ring on Sunday morn’,
The preacher speaks of being reborn.
With every step, I’m growing strong,
Rooted in love, where I belong.