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Tim McGraw

Small Town King

 

Small Town King

(álbum: Standing Room Only - 2023)


Every map dot has a few
Good ol' boys keeping it old school
Fight somebody at the drop of a hat
Help somebody give the shirt off his back
And love somebody like she oughtta be loved
Throws a little thanks to the man above
For all he's got, it ain't a lot, but it's enough

He's a mama boy, a John Deere rider
Dirt on his boots, the heart of a fighter
Chevy square body, old Skoal ring
Simple man on an old six string
Friday night, John 3:16
Backroad baptized just like me
He's holding it down
He earned that ground
He's a small town, small town king

He holds court in a cornfield
And he holds court on a bar stool
He paints every damn shade of red
But when she smiles just right
He plays it cool

'Cause he's a mama boy, a John Deere rider
Dirt on his boots, the heart of a fighter
Chevy square body, old Skoal ring
Simple man on an old six string
Friday night, John 3:16
Backroad baptized just like me
He's holding it down
He earned that ground
He's a small town, small town king
Yeah!

Fight somebody at the drop of a hat
Help somebody give the shirt off his back
Love somebody like she oughtta be loved
Throws a little thanks to the man above

Not the first and won't be the last
And he knows he'll never leave
Even when he's six feet under the grass
He'll still be the small town king
Mmm, the small town king
Yeah, yeah

'Cause he's a mama boy, a John Deere rider
Dirt on his boots, the heart of a fighter
Chevy square body, old Skoal ring
Simple man on an old six string
Friday night, John 3:16
Backroad baptized just like me
He's holding it down
He earned that ground
He's a small town

'Cause he's a mama boy, a John Deere rider
Dirt on his boots, the heart of a fighter
Chevy square body, old Skoal ring
Simple man on an old six string
Friday night, John 3:16
Backroad baptized just like me
He's holding it down
He earned that ground
He's a small town, a small town king

Fight somebody at the drop of a hat
Help somebody give the shirt off his back
Love somebody like she oughtta be loved
Throws a little thanks to the man above
Fight somebody at the drop of a hat
Help somebody give the shirt off his back
Love somebody like she oughtta be loved
Throws a little thanks to the man above

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