Small Town On It - Chris Lane, Scotty McCreery

Look at all them Fords and Chevys

Out there in the parking lot

If you wonder which one’s mine

Yeah, it’ll be the one that’s got

The most small town on it

And that angel in the corner

That keeps smilin' back at me

I bet when that bartender

Takes a look at her ID

It’s got a little small town on it

Ain’t nothin' wrong with

A little rust on the fender

A little dirt on them boots

A little moon on the river

A little rain on the roof

My Friday nights, my nowhere drives

My rowdy side, just got one life

Hey, ask me how I want it

And I’ll say I’ll take a little small town on it

Yeah, all of my old breakups

Every T-shirt that they stole

Every party, every playlist

Out there where the green grass grows

Got a little small town on it

A little rust on the fender

A little dirt on them boots

A little moon on the river

A little rain on the roof

My Friday nights, my nowhere drives

My rowdy side, just got one life

Hey, ask me how I want it

And I’ll say I’ll take a little small town on it

I guess one day God decided

To put some Heaven here on Earth

So he looked around until he found

The perfect piece of dirt

Then he put a small town on it

Yeah, a little small town on it

Now there’s a little rust on the fender (Oh)

A little dirt on them boots (Oh)

A little moon on the river

A little rain on the roof (A little rain on the roof)

My Friday nights, my nowhere drives

My rowdy side, just got one life

Hey, ask me how I want it (How you want it?)

And I’ll say I’ll take a little small town on it (A little small town on it)

I’ll take a little small town on it (A little small town on it)

I’ll take a little small town on it

Hey, ask me how I want it

Take a little small town on it