I can't wait to show you where I grew up

Walk you 'round the foothills of my town

Probably feel like you've been there before

After hearin' all the stories

I've been tellin' you for six months now.

We'll probably have to sleep in separate bedrooms

Pack a shirt for church because we'll go

I'm not trying to scare you off but

I just thought that we should talk

A few things out before we hit the road.

If I bring you home to momma

I guess I better warn ya

She falls in love a little faster than I do

And my dad will check your tires

Pour you whiskey over ice

And take you fishin' but pretend that he don't like you.

If we break up, I'll be fine

But you'll be breakin' more hearts than mine.

Whoa...

My sister's gonna ask a million questions

Say anything she can to turn you red

And when you meet my high-school friends

They'll buy you drinks and fill you in

On all the crazy nights I can't outlive.

So, if I bring you home to momma

I guess I better warn ya

She falls in love a little faster than I do

And my dad will check your tires

Pour you whiskey over ice

And buy you dinner but pretend that he don't like you.

If we break up, I'll be fine

But you'll be breakin' more hearts than mine.

Whoa...

If I bring you home to momma

I guess I better warn ya

She feels every heartache I go through

And if my dad sees me crying'

He'll pour some whiskey over ice

And tell a lie and say he never really liked you.

Whoa...

If we break up, I'll be fine

But you'll be breakin' more hearts than mine

You'll be breakin' more hearts than mine.