Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tim McGraw
Tim McGraw
Lead Vocals
Shannon Forrest
Shannon Forrest
Drums
Ilya Toshinskiy
Ilya Toshinskiy
Acoustic Guitar
Michael Landau
Michael Landau
Electric Guitar
Dave Levita
Dave Levita
Electric Guitar
Sol Littlefield
Sol Littlefield
Electric Guitar
Dan Dugmore
Dan Dugmore
Steel Guitar
Paul Bushnell
Paul Bushnell
Bass Guitar
Charlie Judge
Charlie Judge
Keyboards
Jamie Muhoberac
Jamie Muhoberac
Keyboards
Greg Barnhill
Greg Barnhill
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jaren Johnston
Jaren Johnston
Songwriter
Jenn Schott
Jenn Schott
Songwriter
Jeremy Stover
Jeremy Stover
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tim McGraw
Tim McGraw
Producer
Byron Gallimore
Byron Gallimore
Producer
Shannon Forrest
Shannon Forrest
Recording Engineer
Erik Lutkins
Erik Lutkins
Recording Engineer
Adam Ayan
Adam Ayan
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Every map dot has a few
Good ol' boys keepin' it old school
Fight somebody at the drop of a hat
Help somebody, give the shirt off his back
And love somebody like she oughta be loved
Throws a little thanks to the man above
For all he's got, it ain't a lot, but it's enough
[Chorus]
He's a mama's boy, a John Deere rider
Dirt on his boots, the heart of a fighter
Chevy square body, old Skoal ring
Simple man on an old six-string
Friday night, John 3:16
Backroad baptized just like me
He's holdin' it down, he earned that ground
He's a small-town, small-town king
[Instrumental]
He holds court in a cornfield
And he holds court on a bar stool
He paints every damn shade of red
But when she smiles just right, he plays it cool
[Chorus]
'Cause he's a mama's boy, a John Deere rider
Dirt on his boots, the heart of a fighter
Chevy square body, old Skoal ring
Simple man on an old six-string
Friday night, John 3:16
Backroad baptized just like me
He's holdin' it down, he earned that ground
He's a small-town, small-town king
Yeah
[Instrumental]
Fight somebody at the drop of a hat
Help somebody, give the shirt off his back
Love somebody like she oughta be loved
Throws a little thanks to the man above
[Bridge]
Not the first and won't be the last
And he knows he'll never leave
Even when he's six feet under the grass
He'll still be the small-town king
Mm, the small-town king
Yeah, yeah
[Chorus]
He's a mama's boy, a John Deere rider
Dirt on his boots, the heart of a fighter
Chevy square body, old Skoal ring
Simple man on an old six-string
Friday night, John 3:16
Backroad baptized just like me
He's holdin' it down, he earned that ground
He's a small-town
He's a mama's boy, a John Deere rider
Dirt on his boots, the heart of a fighter (Yeah)
Chevy square body, old Skoal ring (Yeah)
Simple man on an old six-string (Ooh)
Friday night, John 3:16
Backroad baptized just like me
He's holdin' it down, he earned that ground
He's a small-town, a small-town king
[Outro]
Fight somebody at the drop of a hat (Eh, yeah)
Help somebody, give the shirt off his back
Love somebody like she oughta be loved (Yeah)
Throws a little thanks to the man above (Small-town king)
Fight somebody at the drop of a hat
Help somebody, give the shirt off his back (Ooh)
Love somebody like she oughta be loved
Throws a little thanks to the man above
Written by: Jaren Johnston, Jenn Schott, Jeremy Stover
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