A Name In This Town

I knocked out Buster Johnson on the playground after school I went from being a third-grade punk to sixth-grade cool I still hold the land speed record down County Road 509 Judge Taylor said he was real impressed but wouldn't waive the fine I still got my picture on the bait shop wall With a six-pound smallmouth bass I see that I'm still loved and hated on that overpass Yeah, I got a name in this town Some good and some bad that I'll never live down Anywhere else I'm just a face in the crowd But I got a name in this town, yeah, I got a name in this town Might have to fight my way out of Lucy's when I show up tonight 'Round here it seems old scores, old flames, man they never die Then again it might just be a bunch of backslappin' When I walk through that door Hear the same ol' stories that keep getting bigger than they were before I packed my things and hitched my dreams to a shooting star And if the world out there don't give a damn about me or this guitar It won't matter at all Yeah, I got a name in this town Some good and some bad that I'll never live down Anywhere else I'm just a face in the crowd But I got a name in this town, yeah, I got a name in this town I got a name in this town Been called a few things I can't say right now A little hard-headed and a little too proud But I got a name in this town, yeah, I got a name in this town Risk taker, heartbreaker, troublemaker Man, I got a name in this town Big dreamer, dead ringer, not a bad singer Yeah, I got a name in this town S.O.B., wild and free, you know me Man, I got a name in this town, I got a name in this town I got a name in this town