This Old Town

The good old girls
Fall for them good old boys
With big old trucks
That make a bunch of noise
We buy our beer when we fill our tank
We drive around and drink and talk about how we hate

This old town with barbed wire fences
Will get ya nowhere fast if you don't listen
You get some dirt on your boots and cuss that ground
While the rest of the world keeps spinnin' around
This old town with barbed wire fences

Shotgun shells, red stop signs
Sheriff parked down at the county line
Yeah, it's always been like it is right now
We don't know why, but we hang around

This old town with barbed wire fences
Will get ya nowhere fast if you don't listen
You get some dirt on your boots and cuss that ground
While the rest of the world keeps spinnin' around
This old town with barbed wire fences, ooh

Some made it out, yeah, but I'm still here
Fillin' my tank, and buyin' my beer
But I'm headed home to a pretty girl and a porch light
Now I know why some folks like

This old town with barbed wire fences
Will get ya nowhere fast if you don't listen
You get some dirt on your boots and cuss that ground
While the rest of the world keeps spinnin' around
This old town with barbed wire fences (this old town)
Yeah, this old town with barbed wire fences (this old town)