Ill Be Your Small Town

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[Verse 1]
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Ain't nothing fancy 'bout how I talk
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It's little bit slow, full of ain't and yaws
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Somewhere between some old school Strait and McGraw
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I know you ain't ever been south of heaven
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But if you give me a red dirt chance I'm betting
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This one red light, two lane guy will grow on
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I can't be California


[Chorus]
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But I can be your pine tree shade in the middle of summer
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Your tin roof, rain cover from the thunder
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Your back view hallelujah Sunday morning prayer

Yeah, I'll be where
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You can go when you know that it's all spinning too fast
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Slow kinda road, thirty-five on the dash
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That dot on the map for your heart when you need to slow down
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You'll be my whole world, I'll be your small town


[Verse 2]
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You got me up all night like New York City
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You got the Beverly high heels, dressed kinda pretty
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And every time I get to hold you I get to go there
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So when you want a little bit of middle of nowhere


[Chorus]
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But I can be your pine tree shade in the middle of summer
     C
Your tin roof, rain cover from the thunder
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Your back view hallelujah Sunday morning prayer

Yeah, I'll be where
        Em7
You can go when you know that it's all spinning too fast
     D
Slow kinda road, thirty-five on the dash
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That dot on the map for your heart when you need to slow down
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You'll be my whole world, I'll be your small town
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Yeah, I'll be your small town


[Bridge]
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I'll be your Friday night, Miller Light midnight sixer
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You be the shooting star, I'll be the wisher
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That back road flying, wind blowing through your hair

I just wanna be where


[Chorus]
        Em7
You can go when you know that it's all spinning too fast
     D
Slow kinda road, thirty-five on the dash
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That dot on the map for your heart when you need to slow down
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You'll be my whole world, I'll be your small town
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Girl, you be my whole world,
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And I'll be your small town


[Outro]
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I'll be your small town