Lyric

[Verse]

Down at the diner on Main Street's bend

'Round the counter, where old friends blend

Coffee's hot, the gossip's warm

In this small town where our hearts were born

[Verse 2]

Rusty barns and faded signs

Rolling hills where the cornfields wind

Saturday nights beneath the stars

Strumming guitars and old beat-up cars

[Chorus]

Backroads and front porches, that's where we thrive

Living slow and loving life by the county line

In this simple place, we find our song

In the small town where we belong

[Verse 3]

Grandma's quilt and Grandpa's tales

Carving dreams from the Southern trails

Church bells ring, calling hearts to pray

In a town where grace paves every day

[Bridge]

Time moves slow, yet seasons change

But the bonds we hold will always remain

Through every high, through every low

In this small town, our roots will grow

[Verse 4]

Football games on Friday nights

Cheer the team under bright field lights

Hand-me-downs and yard sale finds

Building lives, one stitch at a time