Verse
The good Lord coulda chose any color
To paint the sky where the sunset sits
The good book, yeah he made sure
It’s on every word that was ever His
Pre-Chorus
It comes right before, white aqnd blue
I ain’t ever heard it any other way
Chorus
Red, red on the back of my neck
Red clay stains on my Chevrolet
Caked on these boots
To the pack of Redman that my papaw chewed
That red, the red that runs through my blood
It’s somethin’ I’m **** proud of
And man I love that I was raised on red
Yeah, raised on red
Aww, tell me about it J
Verse
Don’t get me wrong, I love a green tractor
Ain’t nothin’ runs like a Deere
And I was baptized in a little white chapel
Just like everybody else around here
Chorus
Red, red on the back of my neck
Red clay stain on my Chevrolet
Caked on these boots
To the pack of Redman that my papaw chewed
That red, red that runs through my blood
It’s somethin’ I’m **** proud of
Man I love that I was raised on red
Yeah, raised on red
Bridge
And it’ll be pumpin’ through my veins
‘Til the day they lay me in the grave
Chorus
Red, red on the back of my neck
Red clay stains on my Chevrolet
Caked on these boots
To the pack of Redman that my papaw chewed
That red, red that runs through my blood
It’s somethin’ I’m **** proud of
Man I love that I was raised on red
Yeah, raised on red
Outro
The good Lord coulda chose any color
To paint the sky where the sunset sits
