It ain't much different out here I found, It's just, different names for the same old hillbilly towns, Welcome signs full of shotgun holes, Familiar faces and the same old roads.
Every cafe, corner, diner, it's the same old story, some old timer, Run down tavern on a dim lit street, I see my old friends in every body i meet, But the only thing misssin' I can't seem to find, Is the girl I left behind.
There's been a few that've caught me a little off guard, I try to fool myself, but I just can't fool my heart, Every pretty green eyed girl I see, Gets me further away from where I wanna be.
Summer time tailgate road side stands, Sellin' home grown tomatos and strawberry jam, Little white churches and country stores, Every town's just like the one before, The only thing missin' that I can't seem to find, Is the girl I left behind me standin' on her momma's front porch, Waivin' through the black smoke rollin' out of that old ford, Took me to some backwards town wishin' I had you, But you're no where to be found.
Every cafe, corner, diner, it's the same old story, some old timer, Run down tavern on a dim lit street, I see my old friends in every body i meet, Summer time tailgate road side stands, Sellin' home grown tomatos and strawberry jam, Little white churches and country stores, Every town's just like the one before, The only thing missin' that I can't seem to find, Yeah the only thing missin' that i can't seem to find, Is the girl I left behind!Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
