Driving through my hometown

Driving through my hometown
[Verse 1]
There's a field where I hit my first home run, they never found the ball
There's those woods where I had my first dance with alcohol
Bar where my first band played
Even though we were underage
See that steeple, hind those maples that's where I got saved
Feels like I've rode these roads a million times
A million memories right before my eyes

[Chorus]
Driving through my hometown
Flipping off my best friends
Banging up a john boat
Throwing shiners on some heavy bend
Stopping at my grandpa's
Working on a two stroke
Saying you know nothing 'bout what's coming through this radio
When it's my last setting sun
Said and done
Saying goodbye, with one hand hanging out the window
I hope heaven's like
Driving through my hometown
Driving through my hometown
[Verse 2]
Me and my buddy ran that barbwire, we set every post
His sister called me just last month and said he overdosed
Didn't get along with the cops but they lit up that line of trucks
I pray one day it'll be the way it was
[Chorus]
Driving through my hometown
Flipping off my best friends
Picking up my first love just to let her break my heart again
Stopping at my mamaw's
Picking through tomato rows
Wish I wasn't blind to all the signs that she was getting old
When it's my last setting sun
Said and done
Saying goodbye, with one hand hanging out the window
I hope heaven's like
Driving through my hometown
Driving through my hometown

[Bridge]
And that shotgun seat there'd be my favorite dog
Around that curve there won't be a cross
[Chorus]
Driving through my hometown
Flipping off my best friends
Banging up a john boat
Throwing shiners on some river bend
Stopping at my grandpa's
Working on a two stroke
Singing every song they kept on playing through his radio
When it's my last setting sun
Said and done
Saying goodbye
With one hand hanging out the window
I hope heaven's like
Driving through my hometown
Driving through my hometown
En la canción 'Driving through my hometown' de Chase Matthew, se exploran recuerdos íntimos de un lugar querido. El narrador reflexiona sobre momentos significativos, como su primer jonrón en un campo o su primer baile con alcohol en un bosque...