Truth

I grew up in The Delta, deep in the 662
Broken family and dirty hotel was the only home I knew
I learned real quick what life was all about
My faith and my good talk was my only way out

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Truth

Some call it blues, some say it's rock 'n' roll
I don't know what it is, it all comes from my soul
People love to talk and throw around the bull
I don't care what you call it, long as it feels good

Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh
Truth

Sometimes it hurts to hear it, sometimes it's hard to believe
But one should tell, oh, it'll set you free

Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh
Truth