Small Town Girl

I grew up where I could see the stars

Drinking sweet tea from a Mason jar

Dogwood trees like leaves through the pine

People on the porch watching fireflies

And driving 'round the Wal-Mart on a Friday night

I'm just a small town girl

And that's all I'll ever be

I'm just a small town girl

Hey, that's alright with me

I'd rather be fishin' with grandpa on the lake

Then getting all glammed up,

Fake eyelashes on my face

Cut off jeans and an old ball cap

A town so small you don't need a map

That's where I'm from and there ain't no changing me

I'm just a small town girl

And that's all I'll ever be

I'm just a small town girl

Hey, that's alright with me

I'd rather ride in a Chevy truck than a Ferrari

Give me a cheeseburger

I ain't eating no calamari

I'm just a small town girl

And that's all I'll ever be

I'm just a small town girl

Hey, that's alright with me

Coca-cola and apple pie

Dirt roads and old clothes lines

Familiar faces and dandelion bracelets

You never meet a stranger

And everybody helps out

Soft green grass, Sunday school and wild flowers

Driving

Driving

Driving

Driving around

I'm just a small town girl

I'm just a small town girl

I'm just a small town girl

I'm just a small town girl