Luke Bryan - Small town favorite

^EHow do you turn a scholarship down, ^ATear up a ticket, already punched, ^EAnd watch a dream die? ^EWho's gonna tell me how ^ATo face Daddy ^EAnd watch Momma cry? ^BHave I thrown my future away? ^APlayed my last football game? ^BIt all seems so strange ^AThat in just one night Your whole l^Bife can change.

Wish this ^Aold John Deere had wings And this ^Ecotton row was an ^Bairstrip A B(quick hit) Way outta here. ^AWish this high noon Georgia sun Could ^Emelt what's been ^Bdone Make it d^Aisappear. If I could ^C#mleave, ^BI'd be g^Aone, But that's just ^Aone more ^G#mthing done^F#m wrong ^B By this small town favorite son.

^EBy fall they're all gonna know ^AOur little secret ^EMy baby holds inside. ^EBy then she'll be startin' to show, ^AAnd I'll be the husband ^ETo a shotgun bride. ^BI already miss that sound ^AThe marching bands and the cheering crowds. ^BStuck here in this red dirt ground ^AKnowin' I, I let everybody ^Bdown.

Wish this ^Aold John Deere had wings And this ^Ecotton row was an ^Bairstrip A B(quick hit) Way outta here. ^AWish this high noon Georgia sun Could ^Emelt what's been ^Bdone Make it d^Aisappear. If I could ^C#mleave, ^BI'd be g^Aone, But that's just ^Aone more ^G#mthing done^F#m wrong ^B By this small town favorite son.

^AThis high noon Georgia sun Can't ^Emelt what's been ^Bdone. Girl, I ^Abe right here ^C#m I d^Bon't k^Anow much about life ^ABut I ^G#mknow what's ^F#mright ^{B N.C.}For this small town favorite son.