Craig Morgan Nothin' Goin Wrong Around Here
Ain? t but a half a mile between the city limit signs
Population nine hundred an? nine
A lotta front porch swingin?, down home livin?
Friday night hell raisin?, Sunday mornin? repentance
We got your gossip goin? on down at Betty? s Beauty Shop
They? re sellin? 90 proof corn juice out back at the co-op
Judge Taylor likes to fight when his potbelly? s full of beer
There? s always somethin? goin? on
But there ain? t nothin? goin' wrong around here
We got kids burnin? rubber? round the old town square
Tall tales bein? told in Harry? s barber chair
Life moves slow
There? s always somethin? goin? on
But there ain? t nothin? goin? wrong around here
Old men bettin? on the weather on the courthouse stairs
Luther wackin? down his weeds in his underwear
They go moon skinny-dippin' this time of year
There? s always somethin? goin? on
But there ain? t nothin? goin? wrong around here
Other than kids burnin? rubber? round the old town square
Tall tales bein? told in Harry? s barber chair
Life moves slow
There? s always somethin? goin? on
But there ain? t nothin? goin' wrong around here
Only time Sheriff Lester breaks his handcuffs out
Is when his wife? s been drinkin? and they? re back at the house
He? ll be walkin? round for days in a daze grinnin? ear to ear
There? s always somethin? goin? on
But there ain? t nothin? goin' wrong around here
