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Somebody′s burning up a big brush pile
Somebody's cutting their grass
Somebody′s planting them front porch flowers
Somebody's digging up the past
I mean
Ooh ooh-ooooh ooh
It's hard to hate a small town
Peach pie cooling off by her sink
Hummingbird floating ′round her dive spot
She′s too old to be pullin' them weeds
So the neighbor′s kids do it
'Cause they′re raised right
I mean ooh ooh-ooooh ooh
Somebody's cutting their grass
Somebody′s planting them front porch flowers
Somebody's digging up the past
I mean
Ooh ooh-ooooh ooh
It's hard to hate a small town
Peach pie cooling off by her sink
Hummingbird floating ′round her dive spot
She′s too old to be pullin' them weeds
So the neighbor′s kids do it
'Cause they′re raised right
I mean ooh ooh-ooooh ooh
It's hard to hate a small town
Yes it is
It′s hard to hate them two lane roads on a harvest moon
F-150 feelin' bulletproof
Rope swing down on sycamore creek
And the miles and miles of cottonwood trees
Find a pull off spot where you can park
Fall in love and break a heart
Aw yeah
There's always gonna be something to talk about
It′s hard to hate a small town
That good ole boys′ football game's
The only thing to do on fridays
And they ain′t won state since 2008
But there's cars lined down the highway
Yes it is
It′s hard to hate them two lane roads on a harvest moon
F-150 feelin' bulletproof
Rope swing down on sycamore creek
And the miles and miles of cottonwood trees
Find a pull off spot where you can park
Fall in love and break a heart
Aw yeah
There's always gonna be something to talk about
It′s hard to hate a small town
That good ole boys′ football game's
The only thing to do on fridays
And they ain′t won state since 2008
But there's cars lined down the highway
Come on
Ooh ooh-ooooh ooh
Yeah it′s hard to hate a small town
It's hard to hate them two lane roads on a harvest moon
F-150 feelin′ bulletproof
Rope swing down on sycamore creek
And the miles and miles of cottonwood trees
Find a pull off spot where you can park
Fall in love and break a heart
Aw yeah
There's always gonna be something to talk about
It's hard to hate a small town
Somebody′s shining up a long black hearse
Somebody′s 'bout to get buried
Ooh ooh-ooooh ooh
Yeah it′s hard to hate a small town
It's hard to hate them two lane roads on a harvest moon
F-150 feelin′ bulletproof
Rope swing down on sycamore creek
And the miles and miles of cottonwood trees
Find a pull off spot where you can park
Fall in love and break a heart
Aw yeah
There's always gonna be something to talk about
It's hard to hate a small town
Somebody′s shining up a long black hearse
Somebody′s 'bout to get buried
Somebody′s ringing that old church bell
Looks like they just got married
I mean ooh ooh-ooooh ooh
It's hard to hate them two lane roads on a harvest moon
F-150 feelin′ bulletproof
Rope swing down on sycamore creek
And the miles and miles of cottonwood trees
Find a pull off spot where you can park
Fall in love and break a heart
Aw yeah
There's always gonna be something to talk about
Lord it′s hard to hate a small town
Yes it is
It's hard to hate a small town
Looks like they just got married
I mean ooh ooh-ooooh ooh
It's hard to hate them two lane roads on a harvest moon
F-150 feelin′ bulletproof
Rope swing down on sycamore creek
And the miles and miles of cottonwood trees
Find a pull off spot where you can park
Fall in love and break a heart
Aw yeah
There's always gonna be something to talk about
Lord it′s hard to hate a small town
Yes it is
It's hard to hate a small town
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