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

 I grew up where I  see the stars
 Drinking sweet tea  a Mason jar
 Dogwood trees like leaves through the 
 People  the porch watching fireflies
 And driving 'round  Wal-Mart on a Friday night
 
 I'm just  small town girl
 And that's all  ever be
 I'm  a small town girl
 Hey, that's alright with 
 
 I'd  be fishin' with grandpa on the lake
 Than  all glammed up,
 Fake eyelashes  my face
 Cut off jeans and an old  cap
 A town  small you don't need a map
 That's where I'm from and there ain't no  me
 
 I'm  a small town girl
 And  all I'll ever be
  just a small town girl
 Hey,  alright with me
 
  rather ride in a Chevy truck than a Ferrari
  me a cheeseburger
 I ain't eating no 
 
 I'm just a small town 
 And that's  I'll ever be
 I'm  a small town girl
 Hey, that's alright  me
 
 Coca-cola and apple 
 Dirt roads and  clothes lines
 Familiar faces and  bracelets
 You  meet a stranger
 And everybody  out
 Soft green grass, Sunday school  wild flowers
 Driving
 Driving
 Driving
 Driving around
 
 I'm  a small town girl
 I'm  a small town girl
 I'm  a small town girl
 I'm just a  town girl