Hometown - Kane Brown

Oh, Mr. Jackson cuts his grass after church on his tractor only after listening

to the country countdown

He remembers all the 3 cord sessions, giving lessons, never guessing,

we go from dive bars to sold out

He just smiles, can’t help but grin when he turns that dial on the FM

Here’s an old friend, he can’t believe it

Ain’t that what it’s all about, what it’s all about, yeah

All I wanna do is make my hometown proud

Make them turn it up loud, roll them windows down

All I wanna do is make my hometown proud

Gonna give them that sound, everybody’s talking about

We’re still that same old, same old southern boys

Still got that same old, same old southern voice

We’re singing now

All I wanna do is make my hometown proud

Make my hometown proud, make my hometown proud

All the whining through the years, all the grinding of the gears,

all the passion and the tears, man it paid off

All the places that we see, all the people that we meet, it still feels like a

dream that we’re living off

It ain’t the lights and fame, it ain’t the smoking flame

It’s that sweet artist smile on my mama’s face

All I wanna do is make my hometown proud

Make them turn it up loud, roll them windows down

All I wanna do is make my hometown proud

Gonna give them that sound, everybody’s talking about

We’re still that same old, same old southern boys

Still got that same old, same old southern voice

We’re singing now

All I wanna do is make my hometown proud

Make my hometown proud, make my hometown proud

In every song, every way

In every move I’ve ever made

That’s right, North West Georgia, where you all at?

In every song, every way

In every move I’ve ever made

Chattanooga, Tennessee, turn it up

Come on

All I wanna do is make my hometown proud

Make them turn it up loud, roll them windows down

All I wanna do is make my hometown proud

Gonna give them that sound, everybody’s talking about

We’re still that same old, same old southern boys

Still got that same old, same old southern voice

We’re singing now

All I wanna do is make my hometown proud

Make my hometown proud, make my hometown proud

Oh, Mr. Jackson cuts his grass after church on his tractor only after listening

to the country countdown