Tried leavin' where I come from,
But I'm always gonna go back
I tried sippin' on the champagne,
But it's always gonna be Jack
There's things I can't change, like how I was raised
The Bible in my blood,
And the 'Bama in my veins
Ain't a pink bouquet in the flower store
I'm okay if I'm a little more

Dandelion
Born to live free, ridin' on a breeze
On a summer night
Tucked back in the weeds, guess that's just me
In a bed of red roses,
I'm the one growin' up on the wilder side
So if you're tired of thorns,
I'm a littlе more
Dandelion

No stranger to a dirt road
Or a country muddy rivеr bank
If you're pickin' me, you oughta know
I wasn't made for a fancy crystal vase
A mason jar and old blue jeans,
From my roots to my boots, I'll always be

A dandelion
Born to live free, ridin' on a breeze
On a summer night
Tucked back in the weeds, guess that's just me
In a bed of red roses,
I'm the one growin' up on the wilder side
So if you're tired of thorns,
I'm a little more
Dandelion
Oh-oh-oh, Dandelion

Been a little overlooked all my life
But if you know where to look
It sounds like you might like

A dandelion
Born to live free, ridin' on a breeze
On a summer night
Tucked back in the weeds, guess that's just me
In a bed of red roses,
I'm the one growin' up on the wilder side
So if you're tired of thorns,
I'm a little more
Dandelion

Whoa, dandelion
Oh-oh-oh, dandelion. mmm
Dandelion, uh
Been a little overlooked, yeah, all my life
Well, 'least I made you look maybe once or twice
Mmm, dandelion