Text: Steve Wariner. Small Town Girl.
Cold city like the eyes in the subway station
It's ten stories to my desk in the smoggy sky
But after five, I'm headed home to Heaven to an easy world
There ain't nothin' like the love of a small town girl
Hot coffee and the sound of her sweet voice callin'
Country station on the kitchen radio
That's how I know there's still a little magic in this crazy world
There ain't nothin' like the love of a small town girl
She makes love to me in real close two part harmony
She makes the city feel like walks in the cool country rain
No traffic and the sound of the street is quiet
Fifth avenue is dressed in a foot of snow
No where to go but underneath the covers
Lovers while the snowflakes swirl
There ain't nothin' like the love of a small town girl
There ain't nothin' like the love of a small town girl
It's ten stories to my desk in the smoggy sky
But after five, I'm headed home to Heaven to an easy world
There ain't nothin' like the love of a small town girl
Hot coffee and the sound of her sweet voice callin'
Country station on the kitchen radio
That's how I know there's still a little magic in this crazy world
There ain't nothin' like the love of a small town girl
She makes love to me in real close two part harmony
She makes the city feel like walks in the cool country rain
No traffic and the sound of the street is quiet
Fifth avenue is dressed in a foot of snow
No where to go but underneath the covers
Lovers while the snowflakes swirl
There ain't nothin' like the love of a small town girl
There ain't nothin' like the love of a small town girl
Wariner, Steve
Wariner, Steve