Jimmie Allen - Big In A Small Town

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It’s a little dream
But it’s the little things
That are big in a small town
My kinda living
Ain’t made for the city
No, it don’t slow down one bit
And all we got
Is a mom and pop
Smoking ribs in the tin roof pit
Yeah, I got a few good friends
And yeah, I got a beautiful wife
And yeah, I got a picket fence
And yeah, it’s a beautiful life
Where a little bit of money goes a long, long way
And a little bit of sea makes a whole lotta gray
A little piece of heaven’s where I’m tryna stay
'Cause yeah, at the end of the day
It’s the tire swing by a river stream
That’s running down behind my house
Yeah, it’s a little dream but it’s the little things
That are big in a small town, hell yeah
My kinda living
Is wild and free
Take it easy like an eagle song
And on Saturday night
We drinking cold Bud Light
Half lit, just carrying on
Where a little bit of money goes a long, long way
And a little bit of sea makes a whole lotta gray
A little piece of heaven’s where I’m tryna stay
'Cause yeah, at the end of the day
It’s the tire swing by a river stream
That’s running down behind my house
Yeah, it’s a little dream but it’s the little things
That are big in a small town, hell yeah
Yeah, I got a few good friends
And yeah, I got a beautiful wife
To some of y’all it don’t make sense
But it’s a damn good life, yeah
Where a little bit of money goes a long, long way
And a little bit of sea makes a whole lotta gray
A little piece of heaven’s where I’m tryna stay
'Cause yeah, at the end of the day
It’s the tire swing by a river stream
That’s running down behind my house
Yeah, it’s a little dream but it’s the little things
That are big in a small town, hell yeah
Oh, it’s the little things
It’s the little things that are big in a small town
Oh, it’s the little things
It’s the little things that are big in a small town
Hell yeah
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Where a little bit of money goes a long, long way
And a little bit of sea makes a whole lotta gray
A little piece of heaven’s where I’m tryna stay
'Cause yeah, at the end of the day
It’s the tire swing by a river stream
That’s running down behind my house
Yeah, it’s a little dream but it’s the little things
That are big in a small town, hell yeah