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(Chris Farren/Kevin Sharp)
Im proud of my history, proud of my home
But there comes a time in a young boys life
When he feels hes got to roam
Daddy says Im crazy, Mama thinks Im naive
But if I dont do it now then Ill never leave
Cause Ive driven every back road in this part of the state
Aint a girl in my graduation class that I didnt date
Tried everything on the menu down at Fiddlers Bar & Grill
I got a taste for something this town will never fill
Theres a great big world out there for me to see
I might sail a boat to China, chase dreams in Tennessee
Right now the motors running, just a few things I gotta do
Tell my friends goodbye
Drive these streets for one last time
Change that city limit sign
To "Population 4000 Minus 1"
Gonna see the bright lights, gonna make my mark
So many things Ive got to do I dont know where to starts
Play cards in Vegas, walk the beach at Malibu
Learn a few things that I never knew
Theres a great big world out there for me to see
Might play for the 49ers, Mardi Gras in New Orleans
Right now the motors running, just a few things I gotta do
Tell my friends goodbye
Drive these streets for one last time
Change that city limit sign
To "Population 4000 Minus 1"
Now Im stuck in New York City, staring at these walls
Thinking how the grass out here aint that green at all
Aint that green at all
Theres a great big world out there for me to see
I might wed a farmers daughter and raise a family
Right now the clock is ticking, just a few things I gotta do
Tell my friends goodbye
Ride that subway one last time
Change that city limit sign
To "Population 12 Million Minus 1"
To "Population 12 Million Minus 1"
Coming home, coming home