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South Carolina hides a bar
Where people come from wide and far
To hear a man
His band, and his guitar
They heard he cures the hurt
Wipe the soul clean of grime and dirt
Ease the pain and clear the rain
He once mended a broken heart
With a single song he sang
(What's his name?)
Deep Roots
Deep Roots
He goes by Deep Roots
He only speaks truth
And when the blues let lose
His fingers have the Proof
Deep Roots
Deep Roots
Some were whole so they assumed
Till chords hit soft and healed the room
Relief in the chest, breathe a deep breath
Letting go of tears and regret
Truly and art, he doesn't read charts
Treatment as soon as he starts
He feeds them energy
And Pumps music directly to the heart
Deep Roots
Deep Roots
He goes by Deep Roots
He only speaks truth
And when the blues let lose
His fingers have the proof
Deep Roots
Deep Roots
Lights come on
Bar starts to clear
Servers grab trash and empty beers
The band packing gear
Someone always asks
"Why you workin' here?"
He laughs real low, clears his throat and says
"I teach music all day
Local high school just down the way
This bar ain't work, just a place to let loose"
He plays for the love that's Deep Roots
Deep Roots
Deep Roots
He goes by Deep Roots
He teaches the youth
And when the blues let lose
His students are the proof
Deep Roots
Deep Roots
