Here’s To Hometowns Nate Smith

[Verse 1]
Here's to Sundays where folks still go to church
Here's to grass stains you can't get outta shirts
Here's to "Yes ma'am, yes sir," shake a hand, hard work
Funnel cake at the county fair concert
Here's to friends that'll last, 'cause they knew you first

[Chorus]
Here's to them two-lane roads, tracin' them county lines
Here's to them fourth and goals boys of fall on Friday nights
Here's to the way we talk, here's to remember when
Herе's to your favorite country song on the truck FM
Herе's to that first kiss taste of strawberry wine
Here's to them good ol' days, born and raised way of life
Without them middle of nowheres, who knows where we'd be now
Here's to that holy ground, here's to hometowns

[Verse 2]
Here's to an Icee in the AC with our hands thrown out the window
Here's to days we can't forget and to the nights we can't remember
From down-home Georgia to California, and Rocky Top, Tennessee
Here's to towns you can't pronounce and map dots that most ain't ever seen

[Chorus]
Here's to them two-lane roads, tracin' them county lines
Here's to them fourth and goals boys of fall on Friday nights
Here's to the way we talk, here's to remember when
Here's to your favorite country song on the truck FM
Here's to that first kiss taste of strawberry wine
Here's to them good ol' days, born and raised way of life
Without them middle of nowheres, who knows where we'd be now
Here's to that holy ground, here's to hometowns