Out there where the four-wheelers only need two 'cause you lean 'em
And the YETI ice don't quite melt 'fore you drink 'em
And the Sunday mornin' words kinda hurt when they preach 'em
'Cause your Saturday got a bit wild
Where your friends ain't blood, but the bond runs thicker
And the Chevrolets all got whip antennas
And the long hard days end with six o'clock dinners
I've been missin' that for a while, damn
Yeah, you grow up just to get out
Think you won't ever think about that town
Once you're gone, but you're wrong, now you're right there
Wishin' every back road would take you back where
Where them "hey, y'alls" and them "hell yeahs"
Keep a small town world slow-spinnin'
Take it from me, yeah, the second you leave
All you gotta do is blink and you'll miss it

Out there where them Black Ice pines hang on rearview mirrors
And the dirty river water turns a mason jar clear
And the grass is greener than them John Deeres steerin'
In a field plowin' turn row miles
That way of life ain't goin' out of style, nah
Yeah, you grow up just to get out
Think you won't ever think about that town
Once you're gone, but you're wrong, now you're right there
Wishin' every back road would take you back where
Where them "hey, y'alls" and them "hell yeahs"
Keep a small-town world slow-spinnin'
Take it from me, yeah, the second you leave
All you gotta do is blink and you'll miss it
Yeah, blink and you'll miss it
All you gotta do is blink and you'll miss it
I-24's best kept secret
Eighty on the dash and you might not see it
I could use me a little two-lane treatment
Where the hairpin turns into creek bends
Yeah, you grow up just to get out
Think you won't ever think about that town
Once you're gone, but you're wrong, now you're right there
Wishin' every back road would take you back where
Where them "hey, y'alls" and them "hell yeahs"
Keep a small-town world slow-spinnin'
Take it from me, yeah, the second you leave
All you gotta do is blink and you'll miss it

Blink and you'll miss it
All you gotta do is blink and you'll miss it