This town has seen a lot of things
The good the bad the best of her and me
From that little house on south street
To every bar around midtown
This town has seen a lot of things

This Jeep has run a lotta roads
From old two lanes to highways coast to coast
Shotgun seat, doors off and singing every Church song I know
This jeeps has run a lotta roads

Anyone but me, don't see what I see, all the pieces that built this man
Worn down and broken, they'd never notice all the shine from where they stand
It don't hold the memories, it don't mean everything
To anyone but me

These jeans carry every scar
Rippеd and patched but they nevеr fall apart
Shared neon nights, college fights and smoke from every dive bar
These jeans carry every scar

Anyone but me, don't see what I see, all the pieces that built this man
Worn down and broken, they'd never notice all the shine from where they stand
It don't hold the memories, it don't mean everything
To anyone but me