Country Never Leaves

Ten miles to go on this damn dark road I've driven a thousand times

Going back to the place that I called home, I ran from years ago

Saying, "I'd rather die than stay here in this hellhole all my life"

The one stoplight still shining bright

At the four-way stop past the old church sign

Sometimes you love what you leave, two suitcases full of memories, a

Guitar with four strings, my Sunday's best, and a heart made of dreams

Too big for this small town where what you say comes back around

You can take the girl out of the country but it never, ever really leaves

Leaves

Mama tried to sugarcoat the bad nights and the family lies

My best friend Haylin got pregnant before her time

You either marry young or love the drugs that ease your mind

Wish that I could change the truth

But it's just my hometown roots

Sometimes you love what you leave, two suitcases full of memories, a

Guitar with four strings, my Sunday's best, and a heart made of dreams

Too big for this small town where what you say comes back around

You can take the girl out of the country but it never, ever really leaves

Leaves

Some things you're born into, you just can't change

But I wouldn't have it any other way

Sometimes you love what you leave, two suitcases full of memories, a

Guitar with four strings, my Sunday's best, and a heart made of dreams

Too big for this small town where what you say comes back around

You can take the girl out of the country but it never, ever really leaves

Aye, leaves

Yeah, leaves

(Too big for this small town where what you say comes back around) Aye, leaves

But the country never, ever leaves