I grew up where I could see the stars 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 with me
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 That's where I'm from and there ain't no changing me
I'm just a small town girl And that's all ever be I'm just a small town girl Hey, that's alright with me
I'd rather ride in a Chevy than a 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 Hey, that's alright with me
Coca-cola and apple pie Dirt roads and old clothes lines Familiar faces and dandelion bracelets 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 town