Every Small Town
there's a girl and a guy
in a truck, cruising up and down main street
windows down, music cranked
hit the sonic for a drink
crash the party at the river bank
some things never change
there's a field, full of corn
some farmer, shed his blood sweat and tears for
just like his daddy did
pass it down to his kids
yeah, that's just how it is
in every small town...
in america, we're the backbone
we're the rock this country was built on
we're the underdog
we're the little guy
with the flag flying high 365
we're the wake up with the sun,
go and get the job done
cold beer crowd
in every small town in america
there's a dream, we all dream
you work hard, and you can have anything
little house on the hill, little left after bills
yeah man that's a big deal
in every small town...
repeat chorus
there's a church, with a cross
that'll help you find your way if you're lost
in every small town...
in america, we're the backbone
we're the rock this country was built on
we're the underdog
we're the little guy
with the flag flying high 365
yeah, this goes out to the loud and the proud
cold beer crowd
in every small town in america
in every small town in america
in a truck, cruising up and down main street
windows down, music cranked
hit the sonic for a drink
crash the party at the river bank
some things never change
there's a field, full of corn
some farmer, shed his blood sweat and tears for
just like his daddy did
pass it down to his kids
yeah, that's just how it is
in every small town...
in america, we're the backbone
we're the rock this country was built on
we're the underdog
we're the little guy
with the flag flying high 365
we're the wake up with the sun,
go and get the job done
cold beer crowd
in every small town in america
there's a dream, we all dream
you work hard, and you can have anything
little house on the hill, little left after bills
yeah man that's a big deal
in every small town...
repeat chorus
there's a church, with a cross
that'll help you find your way if you're lost
in every small town...
in america, we're the backbone
we're the rock this country was built on
we're the underdog
we're the little guy
with the flag flying high 365
yeah, this goes out to the loud and the proud
cold beer crowd
in every small town in america
in every small town in america
Credits
Writer(s): Jim Collins, Ashley Bowers, Benjamin Edmund Gallaher
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