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