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Usa A− / A+ para ajustar el tamañoSmall Town Favorite
How do you turn a scholarship down,Tear up a ticket, already punched,And watch a dream die?Who's gonna tell me howTo face DaddyAnd watch Momma cry?Have I thrown my future away?Played my last football game?It all seems so strangeThat in just one nightYour whole life can change.Wish this old John Deere had wingsAnd this cotton row was an airstripWay outta here.Wish this high noon Georgia sunCould melt what's been doneMake it disappear.If I could leave, I'd be gone,But that's just one more thing done wrongBy this small town favorite son.By fall they're all gonna knowOur little secretMy baby holds inside.By then she'll be startin' to show,And I'll be the husbandTo a shotgun bride.I already miss that soundThe marching bands and the cheering crowds.Stuck here in this red dirt groundKnowin' I, I let everybody down.This high noon Georgia sunCan't melt what's been done.Girl, I be right hereI don't know much about lifeBut I know what's rightFor this small town favorite son.
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