Rehab - This Town lyrics

This town is my home, it's deep in my soul
That's why I'm at home even
When I'm on the road

Grew up in the backdrop of a
Small town Nissan truck dropped down
Volkswagen Rabbit with the top down sitting
On BBS's how that sound
Yeah, ya'll remember that don't ya Don't
Ddon't ddon't ddon't don'ts ya
That's where I come from
Houston County No distance a tour
Bus can take me make me forget
Getting my ass whipped in the
Parkin lot of Mazzios
Skippin church the first time I heard Planet
Rock come out a boom box
That may be the day God saved my soul
Soul I take a little bit
Of everything I ever learned with me
Anywhere on this globe I go
Nobody can take that
I think back Linda May gave me the name
Now Danny Boone's in your radio and for
Those that think that I changed, i did
The world out there took a naïve kid
Scarred his heart and beat him down
And this song's me comin back around
From outta town what up folk

This town is my home, it's deep in my soul
That's why I'm at home even
When I'm on the road

Northside High School
Makin beats on the top of my desk
Whenever the teacher left the room
Three years of ridin the bench
Wantin to play more
Than the last thirteen seconds of the game
Trying to get a name
Hangin with the hoodlums my girlfriend ended
Up doin every one of them
None of em ever thought I knew
But I do but it's cool
Cuz I used to do your Boo too
Stealing cigarettes and malt liquor
Rockin the pep rally in a cardigan sweater
Vowed that I would quit partying never
But now we got death and meth and
Nothing left but questions in our minds
And do you think this town is ever
Going to change in our time
It's in the sky, a mile high
It's on your table, that black label
It's in your locker, that bottle of vodka
Sardines and pork and beans

This town is my home, it's deep in my soul
That's why I'm at home even
When I'm on the road

I sit on the trunk of a 66 Pontiac
Where the party at
I'm askin my kinfolk as the sun gets low
Can I get a hit of your cognac
Hell no, ya'll know
Ain't nothing but a corner left
Did ya'll hear about Peanut, he nutted up
Four police cars, he was raising hell
Took mace and billy club to shut him up
Well, been sittin here by myself
Drinkin Easy Jesus with a dime to sell
Laying low cause I just got
Out of jail myself
One of these days I'm gonna leave this place
And ya'll might never ever see my face again
Friends been friends since we
Were little bitty
Now we're grown and this is our home

This town is my home, it's deep in my soul
That's why I'm at home even
When I'm on the road