And I know from where you’re at now
it was from your upbringing and how you were taught
to respect people and I just love you
The way I was raised up, I don’t really say a lot
I keep my mouth shut, a man’s word is all he’s got
if you got to answer now
Is my life story, down to Georgia
And my small talk, it’ll tell you all me
old chalkboards memories
I from to keep my word it costs
from that church, where I finally to Jesus
that dirt, where grandma’s resting peaceful
a years, I can but I ain’t way to say it all
my small talk
Out Main Street, you still see them tire marks
I was 18, she was first to my heart
Drank to jacket that his in her kidney
And I still can’t take feelings
my small talk, it’ll tell you all me
old chalkboards memories
I from to keep my word it costs
from that church, where I finally to Jesus
that dirt, where grandma’s resting peaceful
a years, I can but I ain’t way to say it all
my small talk
Once in a while I take a drive just to me
if you’re to me
my small talk, it’ll tell you all me
old chalkboards memories
I from to keep my word it costs
From that church, where I finally to Jesus
that dirt, where grandma’s resting peaceful
a years, I can but I ain’t way to say it all
my small talk
my small talk
my small talk
my small talk
