Hook:

This town is my home, it's deep in my soul

That's why I'm at home even when I'm on the road

[Verse 1

Grew up in the backdrop of a small town Nissan truck dropped down

Volkswagen Rabbit with the top down sitting on BBS's how that sound

Yeah, ya'll remember that don't ya Don't ddon't ddon't ddon't don'ts ya

That's where I come from, Houston County No distance a tour bus can take me

Make me forget, getting my ass whipped in the parkin lot of Mazzios

Skippin church the first time I heard Planet Rock come out a boom box

That may be the day God saved my soul, soul I take a little bit

Of everything I ever learned with me anywhere on this globe I go

Nobody can take that, I think back Linda May gave me the name

Now Danny Boone's in your radio and for those that think that I changed, I did

The world out there took a naïve kid scarred his heart and beat him down

And this song's me comin back around from outta town what up folk

[Hook]

This town is my home, it's deep in my soul

That's why I'm at home even when I'm on the road

Northside High School, makin beats on the top of my desk whenever the teacher left the room

Three years of ridin the bench wantin to play more than the last thirteen seconds of the game

Trying to get a name, hangin with the hoodlums my girlfriend ended up doin every one of them

None of em ever thought I knew, but I do but it's cool, cuz I used to do your Boo too

Stealing cigarettes and malt liquor, rockin the pep rally in a cardigan sweater

Vowed that I would quit partying never

But now we got death and meth and nothing left but questions in our minds

And do you think this town is ever going to change in our time

It's in the sky, a mile high

It's on your table, that black label

It's in your locker, that bottle of vodka

Sardines and pork and beans

Hook:

This town is my home, it's deep in my soul

That's why I'm at home even when I'm on the road

I sit on the trunk of a 66 Pontiac, where the party at

I'm askin my kinfolk as the sun gets low

Can I get a hit of your cognac

Hell no, ya'll know, ain't nothing but a corner left

Did ya'll hear about Peanut, he nutted up

Four police cars, he was raising hell

Took mace and billy club to shut him up

Well, been sittin here by myself

Drinkin Easy Jesus with a dime to sell

Laying low cause I just got out of jail myself

One of these days I'm gonna leave this place

And ya'll might never ever see my face again

Friends been friends since we were little bitty

Now we're grown and this is our home

Hook:

This town is my home, it's deep in my soul

That's why I'm at home even when I'm on the road