Small Town Smaller

Make this small town

Make this small town smaller

Make this small town

Make this small town

I didn't really know what to expect

Been a while since I've been here, I guess

But these coming-back flashbacks (flashbacks) keep coming back

Killed a bottle with the boys by the lake

Caught a ride into DTA

Had a couple laughs, tipped a couple back

Someone said your name and just like that

All this late-night back-home, back-forty weather

Every orange and brown jacket I see that's got a letter

Every side street where we used to meet

Every Pontiac that's got a back seat

All the Walmart kinda catching-up conversations

Every mom-and-pop shop, I swear I see your face in

Between the memories and all the small talkers

Girl, you know how to make this small town smaller

Make this small town

Make this small town

I ended by your old farmhouse

Thought a lot about hopping out

To say,"Hey" to your momma (your momma)

But I didn't know how

Could've swore that it took days

From that exit sign to your driveway

Now there ain't a thing I see, or a road that don't seem

To find a way to lead my mind right back to you and me, 'cause

All this late-night back-home, back-forty weather

Every orange and brown jacket I see that's got a letter

Every side street where we used to meet

Every Pontiac that's got a back seat

All the Walmart kinda catching-up conversations

Every mom-and-pop shop, I swear I see your face in

Between the memories and all the small talkers

Girl, you know how to make this small town smaller

Make this small town

Make this small town smaller

Make this small town

Make this small town

'Cause All this late-night back-home, back-forty weather

Every orange and brown jacket I see that's got a letter

Every side street where we used to meet

Every Pontiac that's got a back seat