Oh, mr. jackson cuts his grass
After church on his tractor
Only after listening to the country countdown
He remembers all the 3 cord sessions
Giving lessons, never guessing
We go from dive bars to sold out
He just smiles, can't help
But grin when he turns that dial on the fm
Here's an old friend, he can't believe it
Ain't that what it's all about
What it's all about, yeah

All I wanna do is make my hometown proud
Make them turn it up loud
Roll them windows down
All I wanna do is make my hometown proud
Gonna give them that sound
Everybody's talking about
We're still that same old
Same old southern boys
Still got that same old
Same old southern voice
We're singing now
All I wanna do is make my hometown proud
Make my hometown proud
Make my hometown proud

All the whining through the years
All the grinding of the gears
All the passion and the tears
Man it paid off
All the places that we see
All the people that we meet
It still feels like a dream
That we're living off
It ain't the lights and fame
It ain't the smoking flame
It's that sweet artist smile on my mama's face

All I wanna do is make my hometown proud
Make them turn it up loud
Roll them windows down
All I wanna do is make my hometown proud
Gonna give them that sound
Everybody's talking about
We're still that same old
Same old southern boys
Still got that same old
Same old southern voice
We're singing now
All I wanna do is make my hometown proud
Make my hometown proud, make my hometown proud

In every song, every way
In every move I've ever made
That's right, north west georgia
Where you all at?
In every song, every way
In every move I've ever made
Chattanooga, tennessee, turn it up
Come on

All I wanna do is make my hometown proud
Make them turn it up loud
Roll them windows down
All I wanna do is make my hometown proud
Gonna give them that sound
Everybody's talking about
We're still that same old
Same old southern boys
Still got that same old
Same old southern voice
We're singing now
All I wanna do is make my hometown proud
Make my hometown proud, make my hometown proud

Oh, mr. jackson cuts his grass
After church on his tractor
Only after listening to the country countdown