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Roots

[Intro]Oh, oh

[Verse 1]You heard the news, sweet childI've slaughtered all them swinesI left it burnin'Gone to New YorkThere will be no more violence in the house of your heartIn the house of your heartThere was a rabbleAnd I was weak for a whileI'll never be as good as you soI got a ride andI hitched out for new yardsThere will be no more violence in the house of your heartIn the name of the Lord

[Chorus]Oh, oh, babyWhere will I dig my roots?It's aching each time that I think of youI wish for a better day to come aroundWanna shake my hands downShow you what you found (oh)I wish for a better day to come aroundSo put a gun to the thunder inside of my head (oh)

[Verse 2]You heard the news, sweet childThe world is mad, we're runnin' wildHop on ride andGet off at New YorkThere will be no more violence in the house of your heartIn the house of your heartIn the name of the Lord

[Refrain]I wish there'd been another wayWish there'd been another wayWish I'd stayed, but

[Chorus]Oh, oh, babyWhere will I dig my roots?It’s aching each time that I think of youI wish for a better day to come aroundWanna shake my hands downShow you what you found (oh)I wish for a better day to come aroundSo put a gun to the thunder inside of my head (oh)

[Outro]Where will I dig my roots? (Oh)Where will I dig my roots?