Stone cold killer
And I'm wondering why
I'm even in this place
'Cause I was gone by July
But all the good boys and good girls
Are coming back home
Your momma left a long time ago
Wound up in the west maybe Idaho
So all the heart broken momma boys
Are on their own
So don't come back to this town
You don't belong here darling
I'd tell you to dream about a smaller city
With dirt on your knees
A big old field
For riding your pink ponies
Dried up boy with a big old dream
The girl moved south for the big machine
To play her guitar in old bars inbetween
And now she's lost in her mind
With a zach bryan lyric across her spine
But she misses home and is alone
All the time
So don't come back to this town
You don't belong here darling
I'd tell you to dream about a smaller city
With dirt on your knees
A big old field
For riding your pink ponies
So don't come back to this town
You don't belong here darling
I'd tell you to dream about a smaller city
With dirt on your knees
A big old field
For riding your pink ponies