I grew up where I could see the stars
Drinking sweet tea from a Mason jar
Dogwood trees like leaves through the pine
People on the porch watching fireflies
And driving round the Wal-Mart on a Friday night
I`m just a small town girl
And that`s all I`ll ever be
I`m just a small town girl
Hey, that`s alright with me
I`d rather be fishin` with grandpa on the lake
Then getting all glammed up,
Fake eyelashes on my face
Cut off jeans and an old ball cap
A town so small you don`t need a map
That`s where I`m from and there ain`t no changing me
I`m just a small town girl
And that`s all I`ll ever be
I`m just a small town girl
Hey, that`s alright with me
I`d rather ride in a Chevy truck than a Ferrari
Give me a cheeseburger
I ain`t eating no calamari
I`m just a small town girl
And that`s all I`ll ever be
I`m just a small town girl
Hey, that`s alright with me
Coca-cola and apple pie
Dirt roads and old clothes lines
Familiar faces and dandelion bracelets
You never meet a stranger
And everybody helps out
Soft green grass, Sunday school and wild flowers
Driving
Driving
Driving
Driving around
I`m just a small town girl
I`m just a small town girl
I`m just a small town girl
I`m just a small town girl