This ol' town
Don't have much to give
But, it's where I'm from
And I'll always live
Bullet holes riddled in ol' stop signs
Corner store fronts, froze in time
And the sun's going down behind the hills
Beneath the trees and moonshine stills
Of county lines that made me who I am
And there ain't nothin' like mud tires rollin' on
Hummin' through the night, no where to go
Radio's loud, but it don't bother me
Stuck on 17
Now, this ol' truck
May not look too tough
But from where I see it
She's more than enough
Ol' radio dial tends to freeze
Always stuck on 17
And the sun's going down behind the hills
Beneath the trees and moonshine stills
Of county lines that made me who I am
And there ain't nothin' like mud tires rollin' on
Hummin' through the night, no where to go
Radio's loud, but it don't bother me
Stuck on 17
These windy roads covered in fog
Lightning bugs dancing in tobacco barns
Two headlights rolling down a one way street
And the sun's going down behind the hills
Beneath the trees and moonshine stills
Of county lines that made me who I am
And there ain't nothin' like mud tires rollin' on
Hummin' through the night, no where to go
The radio's fixed, but it ain't changing me
I'm stuck on 17