Everyday someone asks me what's my story and what do I like to do
And everyday, for the most part, I only go so far; I almost never tell the truth
'Cause the truth is, behind me there's not much to give up; I like simple, not complicated
'Cause I'm a small town kid, driven by rock music
And some honky-tonk, in the mix
I like whiskey in Coke, a double to the top
A shot of Cuervo now and then
I never ask for a lot; I'll never need much
Just a good-looking lady who can drive my truck
I'm not afraid to admit: I'm that small-town kid
City lights, yellow cabs, Yankee hats, suits and ties everywhere
These city folks, they look at me in my shirt and jeans; they make me think I don't fit in here
Well, the things they say, they might be right, they might be so, but one thing I know: I can't change who I am
'Cause I'm a small town kid, driven by rock music
And some honky-tonk, in the mix
I like whiskey in Coke, a double to the top
A shot of Cuervo now and then
I never ask for a lot; I'll never need much
Just a good-looking lady who can drive my truck
I'm not afraid to admit: I'm that small-town kid
Mama, don't you worry; they won't change me
A hundred thousand miles mean nothing to me
'Cause I'm a small town kid, driven by rock music
And some honky-tonk, in the mix
I like whiskey in Coke, a double to the top
A shot of Cuervo now and then
I never ask for a lot; I'll never need much
Just a good-looking lady who can drive my truck
I'm not afraid to admit: I'm that small-town kid
I'm that small-town kid
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