Blink

Out there where the four-wheelers only need two 'cause you lean 'em
And the yeti ice don't quite melt 'fore you drink 'em
And the Sunday morning words kinda hurt when they preach 'em
'Cause your Saturday got a bit wild

Where your friends ain't blood
But the bond runs thicker
And the Chevrolets all got whip antennas
And the long hard days end with six o-clock dinners
I've been missing that for a while, damn

Yeah, you grow up just to get out
Think you won't ever think about that town
Once you're gone but you're wrong
Now you're right there
Wishing every back road would take you back where
Where them "Hey y'all's" and them "Hell yeah's"
Keep a small town world slow spinning
Take it from me, yeah, the second you leave
All you gotta do is blink and you'll miss it

Out there where them black ice pines hang on rear view mirrors
And the dirty river water turns a mason jar clear
And the grass is greener than them John Deers steering
In a field plowing trun row miles
That way of life ain't going out of style, nah

Yeah, you grow up just to get out
Think you won't ever think about that town
Once you're gone but you're wrong
Now you're right there
Wishing every back road would take you back where
Where them "Hey y'all's" and them "Hell yeah's"
Keep a small town world slow spinning
Take it from me, yeah, the second you leave
All you gotta do is blink and you'll miss it, yeah
Blink and you'll miss it
All you gotta do is blink and you'll miss it

I-24's best kept secret
80 on the dash and you might not see it
I could use me a little two lane treatment
Where the hair pin turns into creek bends

Yeah, you grow up just to get out
Think you won't ever think about that town
Once you're gone but you're wrong
Now you're right there
Wishing every back road would take you back where
Where them "Hey y'all's" and them "Hell yeah's"
Keep a small town world slow spinning
Take it from me, yeah, the second you leave
All you gotta do is blink and you'll miss it
Blink and you'll miss it
All you gotta do is blink and you'll miss it