Stuck on 17

This old town don't have much to give
But it's where I'm from and I'll always live

Bullet holes riddled in old stop signs
Corner store fronts froze in time

And the sun's goin' down behind the hills
Beneath the trees and moonshine stills
Of county lines that made me who I am
And there ain't nothin' like
Mud tires rollin' on
Hummin' through the night, nowhere to go
The radio's loud, but it don't bother me
Stuck on 17

Now this old truck may not look too tough
But from where I sit she's more than enough

Old radio dial tends to freeze
Always stuck on 17

And the sun's goin' down behind the hills
Beneath the trees and moonshine stills
Of county lines that made me who I am
And there ain't nothin' like
Mud tires rollin' on
Hummin' through the night, nowhere to go
The radio's loud, but it don't bother me
Stuck on 17

These windy roads covered in fog
Lightin' bugs dancin' in tobacco barns
Two headlights rollin' down one way street

And the sun's goin' down behind the hills
Beneath the trees and moonshine stills
Of county lines that made me who I am
And there ain't nothin' like
Mud tires rollin' on
Hummin' through the night, nowhere to go
The radio's fixed, but it ain't changin' me
I'm stuck on 17

Whoa, stuck on 17 mhmm, I'm stuck on 17