Wal-mart Parking Lot - Joe Nichols

In the little town where i’m from

We’ve got a two-way street where everybody runs

Big silver moon shines through the pines

Just about says it for our sky line

No one’s complaining about nothing changing here

Local paper has a page or two

Just about covers the hometown news

One kind of button on the radio dial

Crankin’out country for a country mile

No one’s complaining about nothing changing here

All summer long the nights are hot

Hanging out here in the parking lot

Sittin gon the hood of your pickup truck

Talking to your girl about falling in love

Yeah everybody here is a member of The Wal-Mart Parking Lot Social Club

Ain’t nothing broke nothing to fix

Things are just rocking here in the sticks

A little laid back we ain’t going fast

Kinda like living life here in the past but

No one’s complaining about nothing changing here