Home And A Hometown

There ain’t nothing like waking up too early at my mom’s house

Every wall is paper thin and my family talks too loud

But I do the same, just how we’re raised

I feel just as right across state lines in my downtown apartment

I can barely afford the concrete floors and limited parking

But I can’t see myself, anywhere else

I got highway and I got a backroad

I got a fast pace life and place I go to move slow

One I wanna make it

One I wanna make proud

No matter which one I’m leaving I still wanna turn around

Cause I got a home and I got a hometown

There ain’t nothing like 4th of July, a parade full of tractors

Candy thrown, faces I know, head to lake after

same firework show, that I’ve always known

Back to monday night, half price wine, at Barcelona

Always me and him, and our best friends, don't order cause they know us

200 miles apart, don’t feel that far

I got highway and I got a backroad

I got a fast pace life and place I go to move slow

One I wanna make it

One I wanna make proud

No matter which one I’m leaving I still wanna turn around

Cause I got a home and I got a hometown