Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Joey Moi
Joey Moi
Programming
Dave Cohen
Dave Cohen
Keyboards
Ilya Toshinskiy
Ilya Toshinskiy
Acoustic Guitar
Derek Wells
Derek Wells
Electric Guitar
Rob Ickes
Rob Ickes
Dobro
Jimmie Lee Sloas
Jimmie Lee Sloas
Bass Guitar
Jordan Schmidt
Jordan Schmidt
Programming
Tyler Hubbard
Tyler Hubbard
Vocals
Brian Kelley
Brian Kelley
Vocals
Michael Hardy
Michael Hardy
Electric Guitar
Nir Z
Nir Z
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jordan Schmidt
Jordan Schmidt
Songwriter
Tyler Hubbard
Tyler Hubbard
Songwriter
Brian Kelley
Brian Kelley
Songwriter
Michael Hardy
Michael Hardy
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Florida Georgia Line
Florida Georgia Line
Co-Producer
Joey Moi
Joey Moi
Producer
Josh Ditty
Josh Ditty
Assistant Recording Engineer
Dave Cohen
Dave Cohen
Editing Engineer
Scott Cooke
Scott Cooke
Editing Engineer
Ally Gecewicz
Ally Gecewicz
Editing Engineer
Jeff Balding
Jeff Balding
Recording Engineer
Eivind Nordland
Eivind Nordland
Editing Engineer
Andrew Mendelson
Andrew Mendelson
Mastering Engineer

Songteksten

If you leave your doors unlocked
If your garage is your body shop
If your dog's got room to run
You might be from a small town
And if you've ever kissed a girl
Spinnin' 'round on a tilt-a-whirl
At the county fair in the summer sun
You might be from a small town
I bet you been sittin' on a John Deere tractor
Bet you been fishin' with an old cane pole
Been cow-tippin' in a big green pasture
Burned up a clutch on a red dirt road
Homegrown twist, a pinch of tobacco
Shiner Friday night, the sun settin' real slow
In the parking lot with the party crowd
Little bit of love in the truck way out
If you're pickin' up what I'm puttin' down
You might be from a small town
You might be from a small town
If you got a spot or two
Where you kick it with your high school crew
Or you drive 30 miles for a fifth of rum
You might be from a small town, yeah
I bet you been sittin' on a John Deere tractor
Bet you been fishin' with an old cane pole
Been cow-tippin' in a big green pasture
Burned up a clutch on a red dirt road
Homegrown twist, a pinch of tobacco
Shiner Friday night, the sun settin' real slow
In the parking lot with the party crowd
Little bit of love in the truck way out
If you're pickin' up what I'm puttin' down
You might be from a small town
You might be from a small town
Yeah, put the fence in the dirt, no rent paid (No rent)
What you know about church on a Wednesday? (Uh)
What you know about workin' the ten day straight
On a turn road, tryna get the bills paid?
Ever raced your truck? Ever wrecked one?
Said grace in a Mexican restaurant? (Amen)
Painted "I love you" in bright red
On a water tower, I bet
I bet you been sittin' on a John Deere tractor
Bet you been fishin' with an old cane pole
Been cow-tippin' in a big green pasture
Burned up a clutch on a red dirt road
Homegrown twist, a pinch of tobacco
Shiner Friday night, the sun settin' real slow
In the parking lot with the party crowd
Little bit of love in the truck way out
If you're pickin' up what I'm puttin' down
You might be from a small town
You might be from a small town
You might be from a small town
You might be from a small town
You might be from a small town
You might be from a small town
Written by: Becca Walls, Florida Georgia Line
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