Still Love the smell of mamas house when somethings cookin on the stove
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Still hug her neck when its time to go, leavins always tough
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Oh, theres some things you don't grow out of
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I made a name here in this town with my right arm underneath the lights
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And the trophies take me back to those Friday nights
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I cant bring myself to box em up, yeah, theres some things you don't grow out of
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Like Your mamas love your biggest dream that little town you had to leave
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And all of those sweet memories of growing up wild and free
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The Sunday morning ringing bells, the preachers words, the way it felt
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And to this day I get my help from up above, yeah, theres some things you don't grow out of
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I'm older now and Ive seen some things, learned that life can sure be mean
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But I try not to let the world rub off on me, I remember where I come from
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Cause theres some things you don't grow out of
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Like the lessons learned from the time you spent with your grandpa just you and him
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The innocence of another time I still go back there in my mind to Sunday morning ringing bells
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The preachers words, the way it felt and to this day I get my help from up above
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Yeah, theres some things you don't grow out of
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Yeah, theres some things you don't grow out of
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Like Your mamas love your biggest dream that little town you had to leave
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And all of those sweet memories of growing up wild and free
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The Sunday morning ringing bells, the preachers words, the way it felt
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And to this day I get my help from up above, yeah, theres some things you don't grow out of
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I'm older now and Ive seen some things, learned that life can sure be mean
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But I try not to let the world rub off on me, I remember where I come from
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Cause theres some things you don't grow out of
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Things You Don't Grow Out Of
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