I grew up where I could see the stars Drinking tea from a Mason jar Dogwood trees like leaves through the pine People on the porch watching fireflies driving 'round the 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
I'd rather be fishin' with grandpa on the lake Than getting all glammed up, Fake eyelashes on my face off jeans and an old ball cap A town so small you don't need a map where I'm 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 small town girl Hey, that's alright with me
I'd rather ride in a Chevy truck than a Ferrari Give me a cheeseburger I ain't eating no calamari
I'm just a small girl And that's all I'll ever be I'm just a small town girl Hey, that's alright with me
Coca-cola 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 a small town girl I'm just a small town girl I'm just a small town girl I'm just a small town girl