I grew up where I could see the stars Drinking sweet tea from a jar Dogwood trees like leaves through the pine People on the porch watching fireflies And driving 'round the Wal-Mart on a Friday
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 be fishin' grandpa on the lake Than getting all glammed up, Fake eyelashes on my face Cut off jeans and an old ball 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 a small town girl Hey, that's alright with me
I'd rather ride in a Chevy truck than Ferrari Give me a cheeseburger ain't 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 that's alright with me
Coca-cola and apple pie Dirt roads and old clothes lines Familiar faces and dandelion bracelets You never meet stranger And everybody helps out Soft 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 I'm just a small town girl