Crime is high and traffic sucksA place to park costs thirty bucksCan't see the stars for all the neonDog can't even find grass to pee onCrickets don't sing, the neighbors don't waveI get flipped off 'bout twice a dayGotta go inside if you want fresh airEverybody here just ain't all thereThis town is takin' its tollDrivin' us crazy, growin' us oldTurnin' us into city folkI can't keep this upWe need a lot more spaceA little more time at a slower paceSeems to me this town ain't small enoughFor the both of usI miss the sound of dirt road gravelAnd hearin' how they're bitin' at the bait and tackleThe only log jam you'll see all dayIs an old farm truck haulin' hayI need a plate of Mama's fried chickenI need to see a bird that ain't a damn pigeonConcrete jungle more like prisonThis life ain't what I call livin'This town is takin' its tollDrivin' us crazy, growin' us oldTurnin' us into city folkWe can't keep this upWe need a lot more spaceA little more time at a slower paceYeah, I think this town ain't small enoughFor the both of usThis town is takin' its tollDrivin' us crazy, growin' us oldTurnin' us into city folkWe can't keep this upWe need a lot more spaceA little more time at a slower paceGirl, I think this town ain't small enoughFor the both of usSeems to me this town ain't small enoughFor the both of us
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Brad Douglas Paisley (Glen Dale, Virginia Occidental, 28 de octubre de 1972) es un cantante, compositor y músico estadounidense. Su estilo va desde la música country tradicional hasta el rock sureño, y sus canciones suelen contener toques de humor y…
