Small Town Hypocrite

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Chris Stapleton

Christopher Alvin Stapleton (born April 15, 1978) is an American singer-songwriter, guitarist, and record producer. He was born in Lexington, Kentucky, and grew up in Staffordsville, Kentucky, until moving to Nashville, Tennessee, in 2001 to pursue a career in music writing songs. Subsequently, Stapleton signed a contract with Sea Gayle Music to write and publish his music.As of 2018 Stapleton has amassed credits writing and co-writing over 170 songs. He has co-written six number-one country songs including Kenny Chesney's five-week number-one "Never Wanted Nothing More", George Strait's "Love's Gonna Make It Alright", and Luke Bryan's "Drink a Beer". His songs have appeared on many artists albums including Adele, Brad Paisley, a… more »

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Hand-me-down dreams got me high in the rafters
Homecoming queen couldn't be an outsider
So there I'd sit, with a cigarette lit in a leather jacket
I found a boy who was a stranger too
In a one-horse town at a table for two
We had matching scars, matching tattoos
Both dying to fit in
Ain't that some shit
We're just small-town hypocrites

And that scholarship was a ship that sailed
When I chose you and daddy gave me hell
I made myself into someone else just to love you, damn I loved you
Took all my plans and I put 'em in a box
Phantom pains for the wings I lost
Had me circling rings in the catalogs
For seven years and you never got the hint
Ain't that some shit
I'm just a small-town hypocrite

Swore we'd be running, running, running this town
But you're just running, running, running around
And I'm staring at a picket fence
Wondering where the hell time went
I should've been running, running, running by now
But I just hang around, ooh

Love shot me out like a rocket
Never to return and man, I forgot it
How it feels to fall from orbit and land on shifting sands
I found my heart at the bottom of a bookcase
You said you needed space and dammit I bought it
'Til you moved in a vinyl-sided double-wide with a couple of her kids
Ain't that some shit
You're just a small-town hypocrite

Oh-oh-oh, Swore we'd be running, running, running this town
But you're still running, running, running around
And I'm staring at a picket fence
Wondering where the hell time went
I should've been running, running, running by now
But I just hang around

Oh, now I bitch about how things turned and how they should've been
The bridges that I burned and the trains I didn't catch
Like a small-town hypocrite
Just a small-town hypocrite

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