That backward town in my rearview
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Was gonna be my whole world
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Til my factory job got shipped to Mexico
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And a city boy stole my sweet girl
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I used to know everybody by name
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Everybody's moved away
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Can't say that I'm really wantin' to go
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But I've run out of reasons to stay
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[Chorus:]
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This ain't nothin' like what I
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Had in mind for me
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But then again my future
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Ain't what it used to be
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Well I thought like my dad and his daddy before
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That I would die where I was born
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Live a small town dream in a big backyard
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Raisin' babies and corn
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Now here I am, one eye on the road
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Tryin' to read a map on the dash
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Nowhere close to making up my mind
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With a fork in the road comin' fast
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This ain't nothing like what I
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Had in mind for me
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Then again my future
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Ain't what it used to be
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This ain't nothing like what I
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Had in mind for me
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Then again my future
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Ain't what it used to be
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That backward town in my rearview
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Was gonna be my whole world
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Ain't What It Used To Be
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| Billy Currington |
