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EI grew up where BI could see the Astars EDrinkin' sweet tea Bfrom a Mason Ajar EDogwood trees like Bleaves through the pine APeople on the porch watchin' fireflies EAnd drivin 'round the wal-Bmart on a Friday Anight
EI'm just a small Btown gAirl EAnd that's Ball I'll evAer be EI'm just a small Btown gAirl AHey, that'Bs alright witEh 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
EI'm just a small Btown gAirl EAnd that's Ball I'll evAer be EI'm just a small Btown gAirl AHey, that'Bs alright witEh me
BI'd rather ride in a Chevy Atruck Than a Ferrari BGive me a cheeseburger I ain't Aeatin' no calamari
EI'm just a small Btown gAirl EAnd that's Ball I'll evAer be EI'm just a small Btown gAirl AHey, that's alright with Bme-A----
ECoca-cola Band apple Apie ADirt roads and old clothes lines EFamiliar faces Band dandelion Abracelets
EYou never meet a stranger, BAnd everybody helps out ASoft green grass, Sunday school and wild flowers EDrivin', drivin', drivin', drivin' Aaround
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