Pack My Hometown

Folded up my favorite jeans, of course I grabbed my boots Can't forget my guitar, and the dream I'm holding to Suitcase in the back, the open road ahead If I can cross that county line who knows how far I'll get Here I am hugging necks and saying my goodbyes Before I buckle up and drive away for one last time I always dreamed of bigger things outside of this small town I never thought the day I'd leave would ever roll around I'm all packed up and ready but I'm missing just one thing I wish I could pack my hometown and bring it on to Tennessee When I turn by grandma's house I'll honk the horn and wave Look out in the backyard where us grandkids used to play Crossing Little River, I'll see the rope swing off the bank And the cooler that we left by the tree we carved our names When I pass my high school I might slow down just a bit To think about my best friends and the girl I'm in love with They don't teach you moving on those classrooms or sidelines And following your heart might mean leaving it behind Well here I am hugging necks and saying my goodbyes Before I buckle up and drive away until next time I always dreamed of bigger things outside of this small town But I never thought the day I'd leave would ever roll around I'm all packed up and ready but I'm missing just one thing I wish I could pack my hometown and bring it on to Tennessee While my dad kicks the tires momma's holding back the tears My two little brothers are sad to see me outta here I'm all packed up and ready but I'm missing just one thing I wish I could pack my hometown and bring it on to Tennessee