There's a couple of roads that he don't roll downIt's hard to take the long wayIn such a small townTryin' to get past the past that keeps kickin' aroundShe pulled the pin, got the first plane outNow everybody else gotta watch them outDamn it if her name ever slips outOne of those things he don't talk aboutYou can take the girl out of the countryShe can spread those wings and flyOff of that farm up out of his armsShe can move on with her lifeBut he shakes his worldCause now she's the one he can't let go ofBoyYou can take the girl out of the countryYou can't take her out of the countryBoyIt might look the same but everything's changedEvery dirt road is memory laneIt's like she up and leftBut she left the best of the rest to remainThere's a red lipstick on a coffee cupThe dog still waits for her car to pull upThe perfume fills the cab of his truckHe can't forget, he can't outrunYou can take the girl out of the countryShe can spread those wings and flyOff of that farm up out of his armsShe can move on with her lifeBut he shakes his worldCause now she's the one he can't let go ofBoyYou can take the girl out of the countryYou can't take her out of the countryBoyguitar solo, bass soloShe's in his head, she's in his heartShe's in the ink, in the name, on his armShe's in his head, she's in his heartIn the ink, in the name, on his arm