Paroles de la chanson Everybody Grew Up par Chris Young

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Paroles de la chanson Everybody Grew Up par Chris Young

We were hometown heroes everywhere we'd go
All started for the football team
We were kings of the county, young, dumb, and rowdy
Chasin' girls in their cutoff jeans
It's been a minute since we've been back here
But now that we are, it's just like senior year when

Everybody grew up off a back road
Burnin' bald tires under Walmart lights
Everybody grew up in some church clothes
Sunday morning makin' up for Saturday night
Grew up on some country fiddle, we still turn up, just a little
Older but the same old us

Even though everybody grew up
Everybody grew up

Now we're cuttin' grass instead of cuttin' class
Now we're makin' sure the bills get paid
But we still drink beer when we come back here
Get to talking 'bout the past and all the hell we raised

Everybody grew up off a back road
Burnin' bald tires under Walmart lights
Everybody grew up in some church clothes
Sunday morning makin' up for Saturday night
Grew up on some country fiddle, we still turn up, just a little
Older but the same old us
Even though everybody grew up
Everybody grew up

Yeah, it's been a minute since we've been back here
Now that we are, it's just like senior year

Everybody grew up off a back road
Burnin' bald tires under Walmart lights
Everybody grew up in some church clothes
Sunday morning makin' up for Saturday night
Grew up on some country fiddle, we still turn up, just a little
Older but the same old us
Even though everybody grew up
Everybody grew up
Everybody grew up

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