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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Canaan Smith
Canaan Smith
Background Vocals
Anthony Olympia
Anthony Olympia
Background Vocals
David Dorn
David Dorn
Piano
Steve Sinatra
Steve Sinatra
Drums
Lex Price
Lex Price
Bass Guitar
Jules Belmont
Jules Belmont
Electric Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Canaan Smith
Canaan Smith
Songwriter
Ben Stennis
Ben Stennis
Songwriter

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Raisin' babies, raisin' hell
High on Jesus, hooked on pills
Red dirt poor, redneck rich
House on a hill or a trailer hitch
Prayin' farmers, strayin' preachers
Whiskey bottles 'neath the bleachers
Ain't no secret, this here town
It ain't much to write home about
[Chorus]
We got bars, we got steeples
We keep 'em slammed with damn good people
We got your lifers, we got your leavers
Plenty of stuck-here-in-betweeners
Yeah, these backwoods might get backwards
Our straight and narrow needs straightenin' out
But I wrote my story in a town
That ain't much to write home about
It ain't much, it ain't much, it ain't much to write home about
[Verse 2]
Days of glory, fields of gold
Bet the farm, the farm got sold
Same old song, broken needle
Hear no, see no, speak no evil
[Chorus]
We got bars, we got steeples
We keep 'em slammed with damn good people
We got your lifers, we got your leavers
Plenty of stuck-here-in-betweeners
Yeah, these backwoods might get backwards
Our straight and narrow needs straightenin' out
But I wrote my story in a town
That ain't much to write home about
It ain't much, it ain't much, it ain't much to write home about
'Cause I'm not at home
It ain't much, it ain't much, it ain't much to write home about
Yeah
[Bridge]
Got our angels, we got our demons
Keep our roots here, got our reasons
We got bars, we got steeples
We keep 'em slammed with good damn people
We got your lifers, got your leavers
And this here's sacred ground believers
[Chorus]
We got bars, we got steeples
We keep 'em slammed with damn good people
We got your lifers, we got your leavers
Plenty of stuck-here-in-betweeners
Yeah, these backwoods might get backwards
Our straight and narrow needs straightenin' out
But I wrote my story in a town
That ain't much to write home about
It ain't much, it ain't much, it ain't much to write home about
Yeah
I'm right at home
It ain't much, it ain't much, it ain't much to write home about
Written by: Ben Stennis, Canaan Smith

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