There just somthing about this small town
Where generations of blood are carved in stone
Yeah thats where I belong.

Smiling face at the fillin station
No bullet proof glass this is family owned
Yeah thats where I belong.

Where theres a little white church couple run down shacks
Grain elevator by the railroad tracks
Where every day is like living a country song

Yeah thats where I belong.
I got behind the wheel at 14
Now I can drive like hell down east bound roads

Yeah With my eye closed
In a '77 Silverado cruisin around the lake side with my girl
That was my whole world

She left one day for the city lights
But does she ever dream of me at night.


Grain elevator by the railroad tracks
Where every day is like living a country song
Where the stop signs are peppered with buck shot holes

That old street dog everybody knows
You can laught out loud and dream all day long
Thats where I belong.

Well did you leave a town like this then start to feel some emptyness
Well I came back because I missed.
That little white church couple run down shacks

Grain elevator by the railroad tracks
Where every day is like living a country song
Where the stop signs are peppered with buck shot holes

That old street dog everybody knows
You can laught out loud and dream all day long
Thats where I belong

Oh thats where I belong
Yeah Thats where I belong
Thats where I belong.