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And some honky-tonk, in the mix

I like whiskey in coke, a double to the top

A shot of cuervo now and then

I never ask for a lot, I'll never need much

Just a good-looking lady who can drive my truck

I'm not afraid to admit, I'm that small town kid



City lights, yellow cabs, Yankee hats, Suits and ties everywhere

These City folks, they look at me in my shirt and jeans, they make me think I don't fit in here

Well the things they say might be right, they might be so but one thing I know: I can't change who I am



('Cause) I'm a small town kid, driven by rock music

And some honky-tonk, in the mix

I like whiskey in coke, a double to the top

A shot of cuervo now and then

I never ask for a lot, I'll never need much

Just a good-looking lady who can drive my truck

I'm not afraid to admit, I'm that small town kid





Mama don't you worry, they won't change me

A hundred thousand miles mean nothing to me



'Cause) I'm a small town kid, driven by rock music

And some honky-tonk, in the mix

I like whiskey in coke, a double to the top

A shot of cuervo now and then

I never ask for a lot, I'll never need much

Just a good-looking lady who can drive my truck

I'm not afraid to admit, I'm that small town kid