| It’s been a long time coming, but I’m going back to my roots
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| Born and raised in southern Oregon, dirt poor with nothing to lose
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| I learned about faith and working hard
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| It saved my life, that dairy farm
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| Now everywhere I go, I take you with me in my heart, oh
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| I grew up in a place nobody ever heard of
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| We didn’t have much, but we always had each other
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| My roots run deep, and nothing’s gonna change me
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| Bonanza, you’re in my blood
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| This town built me from the ground up
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| Built me from the ground up
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| I learned to drive at 11, out by the sugar beets
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| My daddy’s 69 brown GMC, stick shift with a bench seat
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| Hotel California, stuck in the tape deck on repeat
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| Now everywhere I go, I take you there with me
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| Because I grew up in a place nobody ever heard of
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| We didn’t have much, but we always had each other
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| My roots run deep, and nothing’s gonna change me
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| Bonanza, you’re in my blood
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| This town built me from the ground up
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| Built me from the ground up
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| There’s a little cemetery down off of main street
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| That’s where my momma’s buried; |
| that’s where I left a big part of me
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| Sometimes I get a little choked up, when I think about the past
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| All my friends that have come and gone, but memories that always last
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| Yeah, but memories that always last
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| Yeah, but memories that always last
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| Bo town, I think about you when I’m lookin' back
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| My roots run deep, and I will never be ashamed of that
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| I grew up in a place nobody ever heard of
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| We didn’t have much, but we always had each other
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| My roots run deep, and nothing’s gonna change me
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| Bonanza, you’re in my blood
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| This town built me from the ground up
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| Built me from the ground up
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| Bonanza, you’re in my blood
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| Bonanza, you’re in my blood |