Raisin' babies, raisin' hell
High on Jesus, hooked on pills
Red dirt poor, redneck rich
House on a hill or a trailer hitch
Prayin' farmers, strayin' preachers
Whiskey bottles 'neath the bleachers
Ain't no secret, this here town
It ain't much to write home about
We got bars, we got steeples
Keep 'em slammed with damn good people
Got your lifers, got your leavers
Plenty of stuck here in betweeners
Yeah, these backwoods might get backwards
Our straight and narrow need straightenin' out
But I wrote my story in a town
That ain't much to write home about
(It ain't much, it ain't much, it ain't much to write home about)
Days of glory, fields of gold
Bet the farm, the farm got sold
Same old song, broken needle
Hear no, see no, speak no evil
We got bars, we got steeples
Keep 'em slammed with damn good people
Got your lifers, got your leavers
Plenty of stuck here in betweeners
Yeah, these backwoods might get backwards
Our straight and narrow need straightenin' out
But I wrote my story in a town
That ain't much to write home about
(It ain't much, it ain't much, it ain't much to write home about)
But I'm riding off, yeah (it ain't much, it ain't much, it ain't much to write home about)
Got our angels and got our demons
Keep our roots here, got our reasons
We got bars, we got steeples
We keep 'em slammed with good damn people
We got your lifers, got your leavers
And this here's sacred ground believers
And we got bars, we got steeples
We keep 'em slammed with damn good people
We got your lifers, got your leavers
And plenty of stuck here in betweeners
Yeah, these backwoods might get backward
Our straight and narrow need straightenin' out
But I wrote my story in a town
That ain't much to write home about
(It ain't much, it ain't much, it ain't much to write home about) yeah
I'm riding off, yeah (it ain't much, it ain't much, it ain't much to write home about)