🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Small Town Girl - Kellie Pickler

 I grew up  I could see the stars
 Drinking sweet  from a Mason jar
 Dogwood trees like leaves through  pine
 People on the porch watching 
 And driving  the Wal-Mart on a Friday night
 
 I'm just a  town girl
 And that's all I'll ever 
 I'm just a small town 
 Hey, that's alright  me
 
 I'd rather be fishin'  grandpa on the lake
 Than getting all  up,
 Fake eyelashes  my face
 Cut  jeans and an old ball cap
  town so small you don't need a map
 That's where I'm  and there ain't no changing me
 
 I'm just  small town girl
 And that's all I'll ever 
 I'm  a small town girl
 Hey,  alright with me
 
 I'd rather ride in a  truck than a Ferrari
 Give  a cheeseburger
  ain't eating no calamari
 
 I'm just a small  girl
 And that's all I'll ever 
 I'm  a small town girl
 Hey, that's  with me
 
 Coca-cola  apple pie
 Dirt roads  old clothes lines
 Familiar  and dandelion bracelets
 You never  a stranger
 And  helps out
 Soft green grass, Sunday  and wild flowers
 Driving
 Driving
 Driving
 Driving around
 
 I'm  a small town girl
 I'm just a small town 
 I'm just a small town 
  just a small town girl