That Kind of Town

Show me where the bible says dreaming's a sin

Round here you're supposed to die in the town you're born in

If you cheat, if you fight, if you get knocked up

Lord, they'll pin you down and never let you back up

Someday I wanna leave, we're guys that don't make the paper

And a baby doctor ain't the undertaker

Well there's more in life than a Budlight and cruising around

But this ain't that kind of town

That cop'll go at you when you ain't done a thing

And pull the bottle from his pocket and have himself a drink

Sunday morning catching hell from a finger pointing preacher

I bet his Misses don't know about the Sunday school teacher

Someday I wanna leave, we're guys that don't make the paper

And a baby doctor ain't the undertaker

Well there's more in life than a Budlight and cruising around

But this ain't that kind of town

Well that road don't end at the main street bridge

And I won't stop sighing at the finish line

That's where it all begins

Someday I wanna leave, we're guys that don't make the paper

And a baby doctor ain't the undertaker

Well there's more in life than a [?]

But this ain't that kind of town

But this ain't that kind of town

I say woah woah woah this ain't that kind if town

I say woah woah woah this ain't that kind if town

I say woah woah woah this ain't that kind if town

I say woah woah woah this ain't that kind if town

This ain't that kind of town