Yeah, a small-town girl oughta know better
Than to ride through town on a Friday night
Go haulin’ ’round stuff that belongs to another
And leanin’ on over at a red light
That’s right
Yeah, a small-town girl oughta grow up knowing
That ’round here you can’t be a liar
One little spark gonna wind up smoking
And gonna spread like a wildfire
Like the roots running through southern ground
Word gets out when you get around
If I was you, I’d be on the lookout
‘Cause it’s a small town
It’s a small town, girl
Yeah, a small-town boy shoulda learned from his mama
Hell has no fury like a woman scorned
There’s a big backlash on backroad drama
‘Cause girls like you ain’t nothing more
Than the roots running through southern ground
Word gets out when you get around
If I was you, I’d be on the lookout
‘Cause it’s a small town
It’s a small town, girl
Oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh
There’s one Walmart, one church, one bar
I know these roads, I know your car
You can run and you can hide
But it’s just a mile wide
The truth catches up in a small town
Oh yes, it does
Like the roots running through southern ground
Word gets out when you get around
If I was you, I’d be on the lookout
‘Cause it’s a small town
Like a train traveling south bound
Word gets out by word of mouth
If I was you, I’d be on the lookout
‘Cause it’s a small town
It’s a small town, girl
Oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh
Well, it’s a small town, girl
Oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh
Well, it’s a small town, girl