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I DO NOT OWN THE PIC OR THE SONG! NO COPYRIGHT INFRINGEMENT INTENDED!!! ALL CREDIT GOES TO BIG & RICH, THE SONGWRITERS AND THE RECORD LABEL!!
**LYRICS**
Show me where the bible says dreaming's a sin
Round here you're supposed to die in the town you're born in
If you cheat if you fight if you get knocked up
Lord they'll pin you down and never let you back up
Some day we'll live where gossip don't make the paper
And a baby doctor ain't the undertaker
Where there's more to life than a bud light and cruising around
But this ain't that kind of town
That cop'll blue light you when you ain't done a thing
And pull the bottle from his pocket and have himself a drink
Sunday morning catching hell from a finger pointing preacher
I bet his misses don't know about the Sunday school teacher
Some day we'll live where gossip don't make the paper
And a baby doctor ain't the undertaker
Where there's more to life than a bud light and cruising around
But this ain't that kind of town
Well that road don't end at the main street bridge
And that one stop sign ain't the finish line
That's where it all begins
Some day we'll live where gossip don't make the paper
And a baby doctor ain't the undertaker
Where there's more to life than a (___ ____) that hit the ground
But this ain't that kind of town
I say woah woah woah this ain't that kind of town
I say woah woah woah this ain't that kind of town
I say woah woah woah this ain't that kind of town
I say woah woah woah this ain't that kind of town
I DO NOT OWN THE PIC OR THE SONG! NO COPYRIGHT INFRINGEMENT INTENDED!!! ALL CREDIT GOES TO BIG & RICH, THE SONGWRITERS AND THE RECORD LABEL!!
**LYRICS**
Show me where the bible says dreaming's a sin
Round here you're supposed to die in the town you're born in
If you cheat if you fight if you get knocked up
Lord they'll pin you down and never let you back up
Some day we'll live where gossip don't make the paper
And a baby doctor ain't the undertaker
Where there's more to life than a bud light and cruising around
But this ain't that kind of town
That cop'll blue light you when you ain't done a thing
And pull the bottle from his pocket and have himself a drink
Sunday morning catching hell from a finger pointing preacher
I bet his misses don't know about the Sunday school teacher
Some day we'll live where gossip don't make the paper
And a baby doctor ain't the undertaker
Where there's more to life than a bud light and cruising around
But this ain't that kind of town
Well that road don't end at the main street bridge
And that one stop sign ain't the finish line
That's where it all begins
Some day we'll live where gossip don't make the paper
And a baby doctor ain't the undertaker
Where there's more to life than a (___ ____) that hit the ground
But this ain't that kind of town
I say woah woah woah this ain't that kind of town
I say woah woah woah this ain't that kind of town
I say woah woah woah this ain't that kind of town
I say woah woah woah this ain't that kind of town










