It don't matter where you came from
We're all singing to the same songs (let's go)
Wagon wheel and chicken fried
Take me back to Friday nights, with
Good friends at 2 a.m.
Just drinking 'round some fire
Baton Rouge and days go by
To sweet home Alabama drives, now
These are the soundtracks to the stories of my life
And I know wherever I go
These songs will always take me home, so
We're all singing to the same songs
'Cause they're the ones that we grew up on
They take us back to where we came from (so)
We're all singing to the same songs (hey)
Ah, to the same songs
Redneck woman, nine to five
To hit me baby one more time, yeah
We're the girls that ran the world in pickup trucks
And if you played that Zac Brown, Little Big Town
Cranked all the way up
With the windows rolled down in your hometown
Then you were just like us (so)
We're all singing to the same songs
'Cause they're the ones that we grew up on
They take us back to where we came from (so)
We're all singing to the same songs (hey)
Ah, to the same songs
Ah, here we go
And I know wherever I go
These songs will always take us home (so)
We're all singing to the same songs (c'mon)
'Cause they're the ones that we grew up on (aw yeah)
They take us back to where we came from (so)
We're all singing to the same songs (hey)
We're all singing to the same songs (ah, to the same songs)
'Cause they're the ones that we grew up on (that we grew up on)
They take us back to where we came from (so)
We're all singing to the same songs
