This Kind of Town Lyrics
by Justin Moore
In this kind of town, people stay together
Nobody leaves unless they leave forever
But then again, they don't really leave
'Cause deep down inside of me, I know heaven's gotta be
This kind of town
In this kind of town we know how to fix it
We know how to make it, we know how to mix it
Friday night lasts all weekend long
We crank it up loud and sing a little song about
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This kind of town, we work hard, play hard, take our paychecks straight to the Walmart
Girls will out drank you, boys will out hank you, tie a yellow ribbon on a tree to say thank you
Sunday morning rolls around, we walk up the aisle and kneel down
We look around at all we've been given, and we thank God to be living in
This kind of town, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
In this kind of town, there's peanuts in a bottle
The old men ramble at the brand new McDonald's
Talk about the war and the football team
Saying, Lordy me, I never thought I'd live to see
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This kind of town, we work hard, play hard, take our paychecks straight to the Walmart
Girls will out drank you, boys will out hank you, tie a yellow ribbon on a tree to say thank you
Sunday morning rolls around, we walk up the aisle and kneel down
We look around at all we've been given, and we thank God to be living in
This kind of town
No, it ain't everything but let me tell you it's everything
In this kind of town people stay together, nobody leaves unless they leave forever
But then again they don't really leave
'Cause deep down inside of me I know Heaven's gotta be
This kind of town, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
This kind of town, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
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