Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song My Small Town, artist - Danny Boone.
Date of issue: 21.07.2014
Song language: English
My Small Town |
This four lane road I’m driving on |
Used to be made of dirt |
And right over there where the Walgreen’s stands |
Used to be a church |
Well I was born in this hick town |
Raised on sunshine |
Didn’t take much |
To have us a good time |
Still get up and go to work |
And a catfish was all you could get on line |
And all the neighbors waved when you drove by |
Even though they lived a mile away |
And it’s a song for the family |
Sittin round the table, a hymn of amazing grace |
And it’s a song for the soldier that just got home |
From doing whatever it takes |
And the sun still shines |
And the wind still blows |
The stars and stripes on the top of that pole |
This is for my small town, even though |
My small town ain’t that small no more |
And there’s a bonfire burning |
In the middle of a field |
By the big red barn |
That my granddad built |
But those were much simpler times |
And though memories fade |
Mine still exist |
Like the old oak tree |
Where I stole my first kiss |
Way back on that star filled summer night |
And it’s a song for the family |
Sittin round the table, a hymn of amazing grace |
And it’s a song for the soldier that just got home |
From doing whatever it takes |
And the sun still shines |
And the wind still blows |
The stars and stripes on the top of that pole |
This is for my small town, even though |
My small town ain’t that small no more |
And it was church on Sunday |
Work through Friday |
'Round here everybody knew everybody |
Before progress came to town |
And now you can’t let your kids |
Out the house without an iPhone |
Back to the future |
Damn, where’s the time gone |
All we ever really had is now |
And it’s a song for the family |
Sittin round the table, a hymn of amazing grace |
And it’s a song for the soldier that just got home |
From doing whatever it takes |
And the sun still shines |
And the wind still blows |
The stars and stripes on the top of that pole |
This is for my small town, even though |
My small town ain’t that small no more |