[Verse 1]
We know every porch and every pasture gate
Mrs. June keeps watch while the boys come home late
The feed-store radio hums at half past noon
And a handshake still carries weight beneath this county moon
[Pre-Chorus]
You can live how you please past the county line
But don’t mistake our welcome for surrendering what’s mine
[Chorus]
Don’t bring all that nonsense to our small town
We’ve got roots in this red clay, we won’t let ’em down
Keep your crooked games and your trouble out of sight
Cross that line with disrespect, we’ll set the record right
You can take your wild ways back where they belong
We stand together here, and we’ve been standing strong
Don’t bring all that nonsense to our small town
[Verse 2]
There’s a church bell ringing by the water tower
A Friday night crowd and a tenth-inning hour
The volunteer fire crew rolls when the siren calls
Folks may disagree, but they still show up for all
[Pre-Chorus]
So come with a good heart, come ready to be kind
But bring that ugly business and you’ll find a harder line
[Chorus]
Don’t bring all that nonsense to our small town
We’ve got roots in this red clay, we won’t let ’em down
Keep your crooked games and your trouble out of sight
Cross that line with disrespect, we’ll set the record right
You can take your wild ways back where they belong
We stand together here, and we’ve been standing strong
Don’t bring all that nonsense to our small town
[Bridge]
We don’t go looking for a fight
We don’t make threats beneath the light
But if you push against these doors
You’ll meet the whole town, not just one more
[Final Chorus]
Don’t bring all that nonsense to our small town
We’ve got roots in this red clay, we won’t let ’em down
Keep your crooked games and your trouble out of sight
Cross that line with disrespect, we’ll set the record right
You can take your wild ways back where they belong
We stand together here, and we’ve been standing strong
Don’t bring all that nonsense to our small town
No, don’t bring all that nonsense to our small town
[Outro]
Leave your trouble at the county line
And you’ll find a welcome every time
But bring it here, and you’ll learn somehow
This town still knows how to stand its ground