Those dirt roads are gravel now
That old storefront is falling down
Same ole population sign
Still nine hundred thirty nine
They’ve come and gone

We’d fry fish out at grandma’s house
Man I sure wish she was with us now
We learned to live
We laughed a lot
Had less time than we had thought
It’s come and gone

Moving forward looking back
I can’t get more than what I had
All these memories like roots in the ground
I may be gone but I never left
Still the kid on that porch step
Of the only home that I have ever found
With big dreams, a big mouth
And a big heart
For that tiny town

No city lights but we had the stars
This whole town was my backyard
Johnny Reb Talkin’ tough
I’d find out where trouble was
Just because

I’d rope swing in that river bend
Where I got baptized and born again
Finding fields
and slingin’ mud
Crazy kids and summer love
Where I come from

Moving forward looking back
I can’t get more than what I had
All these memories like roots in the ground
I may be gone but I never left
Still the kid on that porch step
Of the only home that I have ever found
With big dreams,a big mouth
And a big heart
For that tiny town

I know that you can’t see it on a map
But it’s everything that made me who I am

Moving forward looking back
I can’t get more than what I had
All these memories like roots in the ground
I may be gone but I never left
Still the kid on that porch step
Of the only home that I have ever found
With big dreams, a big mouth
And a big heart
For that tiny town

Written by Blake Neesmith, Casey Brown and Sam Tinnesz. ©2014 Universal Music - Brentwood Benson Publishing (ASCAP) / Songs Of Emack (ASCAP). All rights for the world on behalf of Universal Music - Brentwood Benson Publishing and Songs Of Emack administered by Capitol CMG Publishing. Sony/ATV Timber Publishing/Not Just Another Song Music (SESAC). Shivel Songs a div of Daywind Music Publishing/Sesac (admin by ClearBox Rights).