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Hometown Out Of Me


Mamma kinda had a feeling

Thank God she always got me

A county line and a ceiling

Wasn't ever gonna stop me

Wing's are made for open air, and there's

a grate big world out there

There ain't a map dot I don't wanna see

But this one is apart of me

I'm never gonna not think, Heaven's at

the end of grandpa's little gravel road

I'm never gonna not be the same old,

same me, everybody back there knows 

An apple's still an apple when it's

nowhere near the tree

You can take me out of my hometown

But you can't take my hometown out of 

me

 

Maybe you ain't scared of crashing

When you got a place to land

You can hear it in my accent

That somebody gave a damn 

'Cause if this long shot falls apart

Nine thousand people know my heart,

an' they love me just the same

If this world does or doesn't know my

name

I'm never gonna not think, Heaven's at

the end of grandpa's little gravel road

I'm never gonna not be the same old,

same me, everybody back there knows

An apple's still an apple when it's

nowhere near the tree

You can take me out of my hometown

But you can't take my hometown out of 

me

 

I'm still the kid down in grandma's garden 

(you can't take my hometown out of me)

I'm still a flower on a maple tree (you

can't take my hometown out of me)

I'm never gonna not think, Heaven's at 

the end of grandpa's little gravel road

I'm never gonna not be the same old,

same me, everybody back there knows

An apple's still an apple when it's

nowhere near the tree

You can't take me out of my hometown

But you can't take  my hometown out of 

me 

My hometown out of me, ooh-ooh (I'm

still a flower on a maple tree)

(You can't take my hometown out of me)

 

 

 

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