Small Town

It was down there on the county line
The best acreage a man can find
We worked our tails off everyday
Where blood, sweat, and tears were made

It'd be the place we'd spend most of our time
It'd be how we got that American pride

On the edge of a small town
Its where we worked till the sun went down
I'm glad we can call it our town
Yeah, we call it our town

Fields of corn and beans and hay
It's the only place we heard our old man pray
He treated us good, and he'd always say
We're not going to be here forever but I'm here today

On the edge of small town
It's where we'd work till the sun went down
I'm glad we call it our town
Yeah, we call it our town
On the edge of a small town
It's where we'd work till the sun went down
Glad we call it our town
Yeah, we call it our town
Yeah



Credits
Writer(s): Mason Herring
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