Small Town

Written By: Brandon Hodde

I was raised in a small town

Where everybody knows who you are

Not much to see when you drive around

We’re just a dot on the big Lonestar

Pages turn and people go

But memories never fade

Nothing’s bigger than Friday nights

Except the rumors that go around

And as you leave and go through life

You’ll never forget your stomping grounds

When you come from a small town

I remember the days with the guys

Mudding our trucks up for disguise

Up to no good on them old backroads

Thrilled as hell when school got cancelled

I wish I was young again

Things were easier back then

Nothing’s bigger than Friday nights

Except the rumors that go around

And as you leave and go through life

You’ll never forget your stomping grounds

When you come from a small town

Bigger towns might have more stores

But small towns have more stories

Everything you did with your buddies

Everyone and their dog knows

Nothing’s bigger than Friday nights

Except the rumors that go around

And as you leave and go through life

You’ll never forget your stomping grounds

When you come from a small town

Yah, when you come from a small town