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I grew up where i could see the stars
Drinkin sweet tea from a mason jar
Dogwood trees like leaves through the pine
People on the porch watchin fireflies
And drivin ‘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 town girl
Hey, that’s alright with me

I’d rather be fishin’ with grandpa on the lake
Then getting all glammed up,
Fake eyelashes on my face
Old blue jeans and a baseball 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 ever be
I’m just a 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 eatin 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
You never meet a stranger
And everybody helps out
Soft green grass, sunday school and wild flowers
Drivin
Drivin
Drivin
Drivin 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 girl

I caught a glimpse
But it s been forgotten
So here we are
Again

I made a vow
To carry you home

I really tried
To be what you wanted
It all went wrong
Again

I made...

Hey!, this could be cool
Cause we could be together, but nothing lasts forever.
Me, I´ll be your fool
Pick you up when you fall down

Chorus:
And you are cross the dancefloor
Let me buy you a drink or two
And...

Był to czas wojen i trup słał pagóry
Razem z ukochaną uciekliśmy w góry
Tam żyliśmy szczęśliwie przez wiele miesięcy
Lecz los się odwrócił nie chciał znać nas więcej
Popadła w chorobę moja ukochana
W dzień słaba w noc nie śpi majaczy do rana
Coraz to bielsza i bielsza się...

The feeling in
Guts to the brain
It means you got it coming and you ain t got a chain
Their only attire
Is a typical vice
But if it gets you well, well you ain t being nice, no
No!

So follow the lives
Till they cut up your eyes
You won t be even seeing if...

Sitting on the sands of foreign shores
What will it take to make you see the light
Yesterday s patronizing tears
To prove the gods, wrong or right

The road to ancient prophecies is long
When will everyobdy sing your song
Fearful foes...