I up where I could see the stars Drinking sweet tea from a Mason jar Dogwood trees like leaves through the pine People on the porch watching fireflies And driving 'round Wal-Mart on a Friday night
I'm just a small town girl And that's all I'll ever be I'm just a small town girl Hey, that's alright with me
I'd rather fishin' with grandpa on the lake Than getting all glammed Fake eyelashes on my face Cut off jeans and an old ball cap A town so small you don't need a map That's where from and there ain't no changing me
I'm just a small town girl And that's all I'll ever be I'm just a small town girl Hey, that's alright with me
I'd rather ride in a Chevy truck than a Ferrari Give a cheeseburger I eating no calamari
I'm just a small town girl And that's all I'll ever be I'm just a small town girl Hey, that's alright me
Coca-cola and apple pie Dirt roads and old clothes lines Familiar faces and dandelion bracelets You never meet a stranger And everybody helps out green grass, Sunday school and wild flowers Driving Driving Driving Driving around
I'm just a small town girl I'm just a small town girl I'm just a small town girl I'm just a small girl