Small Towns Do

I met a girl down in
Downtown Nashville
And I could tell right away
She was Georgia through and through
'Cause as we watched the band play, I
Saw we drank the same drink
She spilled about her hometown
I said "And girl, I'm just like you"
'Cause it was

Pickup trucks and a traffic light
Long roads on Friday nights
We shook the hands of everyone
After church on Sunday
And you could say that I was cool
Chased the girls after school
Didn't matter, nah, win or lose
'Cause that's what small towns do

She just smiled, said "Boy, you're right"
God, I miss those kinda nights
When we'd sneak out in oversized coats
Had to hide the beer so they didn't know
And every couple years
One of us would get out
And we'd just nod our heads and twist 'em to the top
So one day they could talk about those

Pickup trucks and a traffic light
Long roads on Friday nights
How we shook the hands of everyone
After church on Sunday
And you could say that we were cool
Chased the girls after school
Didn't matter, nah, win or lose
'Cause that's what small towns do

Mmm, the sunsets on those hillside farms
Where parents tell their kids
They can dream (dream)
Oh, and what's left
At the end of the day
Is that the love you give
Comes from your beliefs
And I believe

In those pickup trucks and the traffic lights
Long roads on Friday nights
Shaking hands with everyone
Mmm, after church on Sunday
And you could say that I was cool
Chased the girls after school
Didn't matter, nah, win or lose
'Cause that's what small towns do
Yeah
Yeah

I met a girl down in
In downtown Nashville
And I could tell right away
She was just like me and you