Capo 2nd fret
I grew up where I could see the stars
Drinkin' sweet tea from a Mason jar
Dogwood trees like leaves through the pine
People on the porch watchin' fireflies
And drivin ‘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
Old blue jeans and a baseball 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 eatin' 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
Drivin', drivin', drivin', drivin' 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