There's still only four
digits in our population
We're still keepin' things
just the way God made it
There's been some
old city folks
tryna come in to change it
Wouldn't trade them square
forty fields for
one inch of pavement
We're still hollerin'
up in them hills
I reckon that we always will
We're still
keepin' them parking lot
half-ton circled on up
Still lightin' that fire
with a diesel filled cup
like my daddy done it
and had his daddy did
Still thinkin' this way of
livin's gettin' as
good as it gets
If you ever thought about
never leavin' your little town
Keepin' them roots
in the ground
Keep holdin' it down
There's still thirty-fives
rollin' down the blacktop
Still ridin' 'round this
little bitty map dot
And you can finally set
the corner for a case of 'em
'Cause nothin' changed from
the days when we
knew nothin' but
Keepin' them parking lot
half-ton circled on up
Still lightin' that fire
with a diesel filled cup
Like my daddy done it
and had his daddy did
Still thinkin' this way of
livin's gettin' as
good as it gets
If you ever thought about
never leavin' your little town
Keepin' them roots
in the ground
Keep holdin' it down
So keep holdin' it down
'Cause you're proud of
where you came from
Holdin' it down
it's the way that
you were raised up
Keepin' them parking lot
half-ton circled on up
And lightin' that fire
with a diesel filled cup
Like my daddy done it
and his daddy did
Still thinkin' this way of
livin's gettin' as
good as it gets
If you ever thought about
never leavin' your little town
Keepin' them roots
in the ground
Well keep holdin' it down
Keep holdin' it down