I knocked out Buster Johnson on the playground after school
I went from being a third-grade punk to sixth-grade cool
I still hold the land speed record down County Road 509
Judge Taylor said he was real impressed but wouldn't waive the fineI still got my picture on the bait shop wall
With a six-pound smallmouth bass
I see that I'm still loved and hated on that overpassYeah, I got a name in this town
Some good and some bad that I'll never live down
Anywhere else I'm just a face in the crowd
But I got a name in this town, yeah, I got a name in this town
Might have to fight my way out of Lucy's when I show up tonight
'Round here it seems old scores, old flames, man they never die
Then again it might just be a bunch of backslappin'
When I walk through that door
Hear the same ol' stories that keep getting bigger than they were beforeI packed my things and hitched my dreams to a shooting star
And if the world out there don't give a damn about me or this guitar
It won't matter at allYeah, I got a name in this town
Some good and some bad that I'll never live down
Anywhere else I'm just a face in the crowd
But I got a name in this town, yeah, I got a name in this townI got a name in this town
Been called a few things I can't say right now
A little hard-headed and a little too proud
But I got a name in this town, yeah, I got a name in this town
Risk taker, heartbreaker, troublemaker
Man, I got a name in this town
Big dreamer, dead ringer, not a bad singer
Yeah, I got a name in this townS.O.B., wild and free, you know me
Man, I got a name in this town, I got a name in this town
I got a name in this town
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