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We're a Friday night pulling for the home team A corner cafe sitting on Main street Two red lights, three cop cars cruisin' around We're little white church with a gravel lot A two lane road where the world drops off Where the middle of nowhere everybody sings about Pick any small town anywhere on the map That's what we are, that's where we're at That's where we'll be the day they lay us in the ground That's where we pray what we believe Where those roots of ours run deep Where them homegrown boys and girls can still be found Pick any small town Yeah where a 'Welcome' sign on the side of the road A ribbon on a tree to the troops come home Where a line in the water, waiting on a bass to bite Yeah, where a hand-me-down Chevy that grandpa drove Front porch swing where time ticks slow Where a hidden piece of heaven most folks drive right by Pick any small town anywhere on the map That's what we are, that's where we're at That's where we'll be the day they lay us in the ground That's where we pray what we believe SongtexteWhere those roots of ours run deep Where them homegrown boys and girls can still be found Pick any small town Yeah, pick any small town Where a breath of fresh air comes mixed with dust Where the way it is, is the way it was Pick any small town anywhere on the map That's what we are, that's where we're at That's where we'll be the day they lay us in the ground That's where we pray what we believe Where those roots of ours run deep Where them homegrown boys and girls can still be found Yeah where them homegrown boys and girls can still be found Pick any small town Yeah, pick any small town Yeah where a 'Welcome' sign on the side of the road A ribbon on a tree to the troops come home Aus Songtexte Mania