Verse 1

We were raised on songs that felt like home

Heartbreak lessons we hadn't yet known

We learned about cars, bars, and beer

Growing up fast in those younger years

Even now, those lines drift back,

Like postcards sent from the past

We all carry pieces of where we've been

In the songs we grew up in

Chorus

Some lines hit harder than a goodbye kiss,

Some remind you of the people you still miss

Some teach love, some teach regret

But every one leaves a mark you won't forget

Life keeps spinning like a record again...

Yeah, we were shaped by the songs we grew up in

Verse 2

Everytime the radio plays

It pulls me back to those golden days

"Strawberry Wine" on the night of my first kiss

I didn't know life could feel like this

When my heart first broke,

"You'll Think of Me" helped me cope.

Bridge

Country, rock, folk, and red-dirt hymns,

All of them living somewhere under our skin

Every chapter, every mile, every place we've been

They echo through the songs we grew up in

Final Chorus

Some lines stay with you long after they end,

Some lift you up like an old familiar friend

Some teach love, some teach regret -

But every one's a memory you'll never forget

Even now, when the record spins,

I find pieces of myself

in the songs we grew up in