From the recording Smalltown America

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Kent wells (Producer, Arrangement, Acoustic Gtr, Background Vocals)
Kevin Willis (Engineer tracking, mix engineer, Mastering)
Steven Bacon (Assistant Engineer)
Kat Elfman (Production Assitant)
Gary Lunn (Bass)
Paul Hollowell (Keys)
Evan Hutchings (Drums/Percussion)
Lonnie Wilson (Drums)

Justin Ostrander (Electric Guitar)
Jerry McPhearson (Electric Guitar)
Jimmy Mattingly (Fiddle)
Scotty Sanders (Steel Guitar)
Kyle Dickinson (Editing)
Christine Winslow (Background Vocals)

Studio
Darkhorse Recording
Kent Wells Productions

Lyrics

Just a map dot off of route ten
Past the Rock Bridge where the river bends
Population sign 403
Where the corn grows tall and the grass grows green

Our Deere’s are named John
All our girls are pretty
You might write us off
Thinkin we’re itty bitty cuz

We say Yes Sir Yes Ma’am
We bow our head when we raise the flag
We shout Amen
Every Sunday morning when we’re kickin’ back
On the front porch, the flag’s waving
Mama’s apple pie is worth tasting
Where we come from
That’s just us, Living it up
in small town America

Here a big time is a fishing hole
With a worm bait on an old cane pole
Hank booming on a box turned up loud
Hookin’ them stringers til the sun goes down

So if you got the time
And a jacked up truck
Come where the moon still shines
In the bottom of a dixie cup

We say Yes Sir Yes Ma’am
We bow our head when we raise the flag
We shout Amen
Every Sunday morning when we’re kickin’ back
On the front porch, the flag’s waving
Mama’s apple pie is worth tasting
Where we come from
That’s just us, Living it up
in small town America