Mama got a call from the Principal's office
"Better get down here fast
'Cause Mandy passed out when her water broke in the middle of geometry class"
Her mama didn't know she was nine months late
Been gettin' on her 'bout gainin' weight
And now she's a grandmaSomebody had a baby
Somebody had a breakdown
Oh, it's a big day
In a small townWilly Smith swore he wouldn't miss one more
Of Junior's football games
Got his twelve-pack o' Bud and his Friday night buzz
Headin' south in the northbound lane
Junior's the endzone, halfback pitch
Willy's sittin' upside-down in a ditch
And the crowd goes wildSomebody rent a pitch
Somebody score a touchdown
Oh, it's a big day
In a small townThere ain't no mall, no waffle house
But there's always somethin' to talk about
Around here, somebody shot a deer
Somebody's gettin' married, buried, or carried away
The sun comes up
And the sun goes down
Ah, it's a big day
In a small townRumour goin' 'round about a methodist man
And a jailbait checkout queen
His wife caught wind of unspeakable sin
Goin' down on Aisle Thirteen
She left all the chicken in the fryin' pan
Drew all the kids in the grand caravan
With a baseball batSomebody went to Wal-Mart
In nothin' but a nightgown
Oh, it's a big day
In a small townThere ain't no mall, no waffle house
But there's always somethin' to talk about
Around here, somebody shot a deer
Somebody's gettin' married, buried, or carried away
The sun comes up
And the sun goes down
Ah, it's a big day
In a small town
Songwriters
BRANDY LYNN CLARK, SHANE MCANALLY, MARK SANDERSPublished by
Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Downtown Music Publishing