I can recall those dirt roads to a rice field where my daddy would go 

to teach me how to till the earth and sand

And I remember the highway my mother drove down 

To take me to this promise land 

Yeah I grew up near the city and all our family wondered how  

it was We’d tell them stories when we could 

with nice cloths, nice shoes, there was so much that we knew 

Two points of view will do anybody good 

I know north and I know south 

I know places most of us around here could do without 

Yeah I got a life quite different from my kin 

But they always knew one day I’d be back again 

Thinking back to 17, the boy you're looking at man he was mean  

there wasn’t much in world he cared about  

There were people he ignored that would always open their door for him  

If ever he needed help 

But ain’t it funny how 10 years and a whole host of fears  

can bend and shape you into something a little more 

And you finally awake to a gift only heaven can make 

A family, rich even when it’s poor 

I know north and I know south 

I know places most of us around here could do without 

Yeah I got a life quite different from my kin 

But some how they always knew one day I’d be home again

Written by Ronny Criss, Moro Melody Music, Inc. (c) 2006/2019