Like A Small Town

You never know what you have till you lose it

But looking back now, I damn sure abused it

Like the tobacco fields that you're flying by

When you take a drive down 55, yeah

There ain't nothing like a small town

Everyone shows out on a Friday night

To see them hometown boys under stadium lights

Yeah, the crowd roars as the clock winds down

When the home team scores a game-winning touchdown, yeah

There ain't nothing like

When you pull in the drive and your mama walks out with her hands up high

Yeah, the stars shine bright when they're hung up high in the southern sky

The way the back roads wind through the Carolina pines

Bunch of boys 'round fire, drinkin' ice cold light

Yeah, there ain't nothing like a small town

There's a little white church down Fort Mill Drive

And if you want to see it, you better leave on time

Yeah, the preacher speaks and we sing real loud

Begging God to send his son back down

Yeah, there ain't nothing like

When you pull in the drive and your mama walks out with her hands up high

Yeah, the stars shine bright when they're hung up high in the southern sky

The way the back roads wind through the Carolina pines

Bunch of boys 'round fire, drinkin' ice cold light

Yeah, there ain't nothing like a small town

Yeah, there ain't nothing like a small town

When you pull in the drive and your mama walks out with her hands up high

Yeah, the stars shine bright when they're hung up high in the southern sky

The way the back roads wind through the Carolina pines

Bunch of boys 'round fire, drinkin' ice cold light

Yeah, there ain't nothing like

There ain't nothing like a small town

Like a small town

Like a small town