A small town revolving around A piece of blacktop holding groundSunday mornings, Wednesday nights Circled up after Friday night lightsNever learned all the words to the verse on the sign outsideWe lived a lot, a lot between painted white linesWell, I had my first sip of whiskey Smoked out my best friend's truckTalking about who we're gonna be when we grow upThe same place that she first kissed me The same place that we broke upThinking young love lasts forever, but it never doesLooking back, I learned more than I thought Counting love and cussing, talking to GodIn that church parking lotBaptizing, the flag's flying Fireworks on the 4th of JulyHot luck, all the fixin' Granny made a promise to meThat I would be there for youAnd you stood there with meWe lived a lot, a lot between painted white linesWe lived a lot, a lot between painted white linesWe lived a lot, a lot between painted white linesWell, I had my first sip of whiskey Smoked out my best friend's truckTalking about who we're gonna be when we grow upThe same place that she first kissed me The same place that she first kissed meThat's where we broke upThinking young love lasts foreverBut it never doesLooking back I learned more when I fallI'm caught in love and cuss and talk to GodThat church parking lotThat church parking lotI've seen it allIt's been a blessingFrom brand new babies and white dress weddingsTo the troops that didn't make it backBlack umbrellas and black CadillacsWell I had my first sip of whiskeySmoked out my best friend's truckTalking about who we're gonna be when we grow upThe same place where she first kissed meThe same place where we broke upThinking young love lasts foreverBut it never doesLooking back I learned more when I fallI'm caught in love and cuss and talk to GodGod knows I own all I've gotThat church parking lotThat church parking lot