Rehab - This Town lyrics
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 Grew up in the backdrop of a small town Nissan truck dropped down, Volkswagen Rabbit with the top down Sittin on bbs's ? how that sound Yeah, ya'll remember that don't 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 Tryin 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, eh 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
