A Name In This Town

I knocked out Buster Johnson on the playground after school

I went from being a third-grade punk to sixth-grade cool

I still hold the land speed record down County Road 509

Judge Taylor said he was real impressed but wouldn't waive the fine

I still got my picture on the bait shop wall

With a six-pound smallmouth bass

I see that I'm still loved and hated on that overpass

Yeah, I got a name in this town

Some good and some bad that I'll never live down

Anywhere else I'm just a face in the crowd

But I got a name in this town, yeah, I got a name in this town

Might have to fight my way out of Lucy's when I show up tonight

'Round here it seems old scores, old flames, man they never die

Then again it might just be a bunch of backslappin'

When I walk through that door

Hear the same ol' stories that keep getting bigger than they were before

I packed my things and hitched my dreams to a shooting star

And if the world out there don't give a damn about me or this guitar

It won't matter at all

Yeah, I got a name in this town

Some good and some bad that I'll never live down

Anywhere else I'm just a face in the crowd

But I got a name in this town, yeah, I got a name in this town

I got a name in this town

Been called a few things I can't say right now

A little hard-headed and a little too proud

But I got a name in this town, yeah, I got a name in this town

Risk taker, heartbreaker, troublemaker

Man, I got a name in this town

Big dreamer, dead ringer, not a bad singer

Yeah, I got a name in this town

S.O.B., wild and free, you know me

Man, I got a name in this town, I got a name in this town

I got a name in this town