| It’s a one light town with a lot of gravel road mad very few road signs
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| It’s a county square that’s round where everybody knows what’s going on all the
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| time, day and night
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| It’s a little off the beaten path; |
| the kind of place you don’t find every day
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| And I can’t wait to stay
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| It’s where my dad, and my grandad, and his dad all grew up
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| It’s where I learned to fish, and at thirteen drive a stick shift truck
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| Yea, I’ve had friends who couldn’t wait to turn eighteen, pack up, and move away
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| Not me, no, not me
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| I can’t wait to stay
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| It don’t have no neon lights, and all the stores close down by eight o’clock
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| And if it don’t rain, might be a hand full chewing the fat in the Sonic parking
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| lot, that’s all we’ve got
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| Come Sunday morning suits and ties and dresses fill the church where I was saved
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| And I can’t wait to stay
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| Not a day goes by that you don’t hear a 'Hey there. |
| How ya been?'
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| You don’t have to call to say you’re coming, just stop in
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| For the life of me, I can’t see why anyone would wanna leave this place
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| Cause I can’t wait to stay
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| It’s where my dad, and my grandad, and his dad all grew up
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| It’s where I learned to fish, and at thirteen drive a stick shift truck
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| Yea, I’ve had friends who couldn’t wait to turn eighteen, pack up, and move away
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| Not me, no, not me
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| I can’t wait to stay
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| Yea, I can’t wait to stay |