(Barefoot country-blues. Stomping rhythm. Acoustic guitar and a little grit.)
Verse 1
They like their girls quiet,
Hands in their laps
Smile when you’re hurting,
Don’t talk back
I came in barefoot,
Heart on my sleeve
With too many feelings
They didn’t believe
Verse 2
They drink their secrets
Down real slow
Say “bless your heart”
But they don’t want to know
I said the truth
Like a prayer out loud
They said, “girl, you’re too much”
For a small town
Chorus
I was too much in a small town
Too bright in a one-street light
Too honest for the hush-hush
Too wild to live half-alive
Yeah, I was too much in a small town
But I was just enough for me
I didn’t come here to be smaller
I came here to be free
Verse 3
They like their stories
Neat and clean
Don’t talk about what
Happens in between
I loved too hard,
I felt too deep
I cried in the daylight,
Didn’t know how to keep
Pre-Chorus
If being quiet is how you belong
Then I guess I was born wrong
Chorus
’Cause I was too much in a small town
Too loud when the truth got tight
Too real for the pretty lies
Too stubborn to dim my light
Yeah, I was too much in a small town
But I was just enough for me
I didn’t come here to be smaller
I came here to be free
Bridge
Let ’em keep their fences
Let ’em keep their fear
I’d rather burn honest
Than disappear
Final Chorus
Yeah, I was too much in a small town
But I wasn’t wrong
I was just singing
A bigger song
And I’m still too much,
And I still won’t bow
If loving this hard
Means I don’t fit in now
(last line, soft)
Guess I was never meant to be small, anyhow.
