Everybody Grew Up
We were hometown heroes everywhere we go
All starrin' for the football team
We were kings of the county, young, dumb, and rowdy
Chasing girls in their cut-off jeans
It's been a minute since we've been back here
But now that we are, it's just like senior year when
Everybody grew up off a back road
Burning bald tires under Walmart lights
Everybody grew up in some church clothes
Sunday morning making up for Saturday night
Grew up on some country fiddle
We still turn up, just a little older, but the same old us
Even though everybody grew up
Everybody grew up
Now we're cutting grass instead of cutting class
Now we're making sure the bills get paid
But we still drink beer when we come back here
Get to talkin' 'bout the past and all the hell we raised
Everybody grew up off a back road
Burning bald tires under Walmart lights
Everybody grew up in some church clothes
Sunday morning making up for Saturday night
Grew up on some country fiddle
We still turn up, just a little older, but the same old us
Even though everybody grew up
Everybody grew up
Yeah, it's been a minute since we've been back here
Now that we are, it's just like senior year when
Everybody grew up off a back road
Burning bald tires under Walmart lights
Everybody grew up in some church clothes
Sunday morning making up for Saturday night
Grew up on some country fiddle
We still turn up, just a little older, but the same old us
Even though everybody grew up
Everybody grew up
Everybody grew up
All starrin' for the football team
We were kings of the county, young, dumb, and rowdy
Chasing girls in their cut-off jeans
It's been a minute since we've been back here
But now that we are, it's just like senior year when
Everybody grew up off a back road
Burning bald tires under Walmart lights
Everybody grew up in some church clothes
Sunday morning making up for Saturday night
Grew up on some country fiddle
We still turn up, just a little older, but the same old us
Even though everybody grew up
Everybody grew up
Now we're cutting grass instead of cutting class
Now we're making sure the bills get paid
But we still drink beer when we come back here
Get to talkin' 'bout the past and all the hell we raised
Everybody grew up off a back road
Burning bald tires under Walmart lights
Everybody grew up in some church clothes
Sunday morning making up for Saturday night
Grew up on some country fiddle
We still turn up, just a little older, but the same old us
Even though everybody grew up
Everybody grew up
Yeah, it's been a minute since we've been back here
Now that we are, it's just like senior year when
Everybody grew up off a back road
Burning bald tires under Walmart lights
Everybody grew up in some church clothes
Sunday morning making up for Saturday night
Grew up on some country fiddle
We still turn up, just a little older, but the same old us
Even though everybody grew up
Everybody grew up
Everybody grew up
Credits
Writer(s): Chris Young, Cole Taylor, Corey Crowder, Tyler Reeve
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