(Tony Martin/ Mark Nesler)
That backward town in my review
Was gonna be my whole world
`Til my factory job got shipped to Mexico
And a city boy stole my sweet girl
I used to know everybody by name
Everybody`s moved away
Can`t say that I`m really wantin` to go
But I`ve run out of reasons to stay
This ain`t nothing like what I
Had in mind for me
Then again my future
Ain`t what it used to be
Well I thought like my dad and his daddy before
That I would die where I was born
Live a small town dream in a big backyard
Raisin` babies and corn
Now here I am one eye on the road
Tryin` to readin` a map on the dash
No where close to makin` up my mind
With a fork in the road comin` fast
This ain`t nothing like what I
Had in mind for me
Then again my future
Ain`t what it used to be
This ain`t nothing like what I
Had in mind for me
Then again my future
Ain`t what it used to be
That backward town in my review
Was gonna be my whole world