Lyrics

, how do you turn a scholarship down, tear up a ticket, already punched, and watch a dream die?, who's gonna tell me how, to face daddy, and watch momma cry?, have i thrown my future away?, played my last football game?, it all seems so strange, how in just one night, your whole life can change. wish this old john deere had wings, and this cotton row was an airstrip, straight outta here. wish this high noon georgia sun, could melt what's been done, make it disappear. if i could leave, i'd be gone, but that's just one more thing done wrong, by this small town favorite son. by fall they're all gonna know, our little secret, my baby holds inside. by then she'll be startin' to show, and i'll be the husband, to a shotgun bride. i already miss that sound, the marching bands and the cheering crowds. stuck here in this red dirt ground, knowin' i, i let everybody down. that high noon georgia sun, can't melt what's been done. girl, i'll be right here, i don't know much about life, but i know what's right, for this small town favorite son.

Song details

Artist: bryan, luke