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