Every back road I've been down
Leads to a small town
And every small town looks the same
Because there's no one around
I got my radio playin low
And I got no where to go
Life in a small town
Time sure moves slow
This is wonderful
This is life in the country
Rolling hills and golden fields
And the whiskey bottles
Getting pretty empty
Well the old folks know
And they remember
The hard times before
They remember the winter so cold
They couldn't open the door
Seventeen feet of snow
On the frozen water shoreline
And you can't turn water to wine
When it's frozen all the time
I got my Lo Loaded gun
I got my high high hopes
That the sun will rise
I got my eye on where the crow flies
I got my old dirty dog
And this little bit of whiskey tonight
Every back road I've been down
Leads to a small town
And every town looks the same
Cuz there's no one around
I'll turn my radio up to ten
Play my favorite song again
Reminds me of the days
Way back when