Writer: Jeremy Stover, Rhett Akins, Paul DiGiovanni
Composer: Jeremy Stover, Rhett Akins, Paul DiGiovanni
Lyrics
Standin’ waste-deep in a muddy pond
Preacher said son do you believe in God
I said yes sir and he pushed me down
I knew the minute that I came out
I made Mama proud
I was second string ridin’ that pine
But they called my name one Friday night
Only gained 3 yards on an end-around
But you’d had thought it was a touchdown
The way it made Daddy proud
From the county line to up on Main
All I ever wanted was to make a name
Maybe see it on the front page someday
Hear a few of them atta boys
And these roots and boots maybe have a voice
All I want before they lay me in the ground
Is to make this town proud
I bought her a ring with 5 paychecks
Standin’ in the church I was a nervous wreck
Prettiest girl in this whole town
Walkin’ toward me in a white gown
Never been so proud
Yeah
From the county line to up on Main
All I ever wanted was to make a name
Maybe see it on the front page someday
Hear a few of them atta boys
And these roots and boots maybe have a voice
All I want before they lay me in the ground
Is to make this town proud
I wanna shake a man’s hand
Look him in the eye
I wanna be a stand behind
all my promises kind of guy
From the county line to up on Main
All I ever wanted was to make a name
Maybe see it on the front page someday
Hear a few of them atta boys
And these roots and boots maybe have a voice
All I want before they lay me in the ground
Is to make this town proud
JEREMY STOVER, PAUL CHARLES DIGIOVANNI, RHETT AKINS
Anthem Entertainment, Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.