Capo 2nd fret C G F I grew up where I could see the stars C G F Drinkin' sweet tea from a Mason jar C G Dogwood trees like leaves through the pine F People on the porch watchin' fireflies C G F And drivin ‘round the wal-mart on a Friday night
C G F I'm just a small town girl C G F And that's all I'll ever be C G F I'm just a small town girl F G C Hey, that's alright with me I'd rather be fishin' with grandpa on the lake Then getting all glammed up, Fake eyelashes on my face Old blue jeans and a baseball cap A town so small you don't need a map That's where I'm from and there ain't no changing me C G F I'm just a small town girl C G F And that's all I'll ever be C G F I'm just a small town girl F G C Hey, that's alright with me G F I'd rather ride in a Chevy truck Than a Ferrari G Give me a cheeseburger F I ain't eatin' no calamari C G F I'm just a small town girl C G F And that's all I'll ever be C G F I'm just a small town girl F G F Hey, that's alright with me----- C G F Coca-cola and apple pie F Dirt roads and old clothes lines C G F Familiar faces and dandelion bracelets C You never meet a stranger, G And everybody helps out F Soft green grass, Sunday school and wild flowers C F Drivin', drivin', drivin', drivin' around I'm just a small town girl I'm just a small town girl I'm just a small town girl I'm just a small town girl