There's a windmill covered up behind the Walmart

Pastures turned in into Parking lots

Getting harder to find a good fishing spot

On my stomping grounds

They tore down that red barn down the other day

where us boys used to stack hay

For that ole man and a little bit of pay

I guess what i'm trying to say

When a two lane town turns into four

They'll take a farm

Just to build some more

Houses in a row

God I hope they don't

Pave every dirt road

cnd take everything I know

It's starting to show

Man I hate when a small town grows

I can see everyone I know at the home game

Where they call me by my last name

Where farmers still pray for rain

That's the way it'll always be

But damn I hate to see

When a two lane town turns into four

They'll take a farm

Just to build some more

Houses in a row

God I hope they don't

Pave every dirt road

cnd take everything I know

It's starting to show

Damn I hate when a small town grows

There's still some good ole boys like me around

cnd this is where they'll lay me down

Even if this two lane town turns into four

cnd they take them farms

Just to build some more

Houses in a row

God I hope they don't

Pave every dirt road

cnd take everything I know

It's starting to show

Man I hate when a small town grows