Map Dot Town

Well you ain't got much to lose, when you come from a town like this

Ain't much that you can't prove with a reason and two good fists

You tell yourself you're gonna get out, but you don't know quite how

'Cause there ain't too many roads leadin' out of a map dot town

'Round here you where your last name like a tattoo on your arm

Inherit a reputation and sometimes a farm

You sweat until you bleed, you plant until it grows

You bow your head and pray 'cause the good Lord

The good Lord only knows

Sun's gonna come up, sun's gonna go down

Some are gonna die young, some are gonna stick around

Some are gonna get drunk, some are gonna get out

And some are gone end up in a map dot town

Well Bobby married Mary Ann, and she gave him a son

Yeah he cried a little when she told him she was done

Now he sends them birthday cards down to Tulsa every year

But the only time his baby sees him is when that boy looks in the mirror

Sun's gonna come up, sun's gonna go down

Some are gonna die young, some are gonna stick around

Some are gonna get drunk, some are gonna get out

And some are gone end up in a map dot town

Someday I'll be just another name, wearin' granite stone

And even if I didn't get too far, I'll always know, I'll always know I'm home

And at least I gotta home

Sun's gonna come up, sun's gonna go down

Some are gonna die young, some are gonna stick around

Some are gonna get drunk, some are gonna get out

And some are gone end up in a map dot town