[Verse 1]
If you take a left right there at the end of Preston Road
You'll reach a house that was my first idea of somewhere I'd call home
Can't remember every detail but there's certain things that stick
Like how my mama taught me manners and papa taught me how to fish
Off of exit 315 me and my buddies used to hang
Starting fires and making trouble, hit the mud after it'd rain

[Chorus]
There's a lingering nostalgia in the air
Memories of the old mе everywherе
This little town that made me
Will forever bare my youth
But I was never destined to build roots
No, I'm just passing through

[Verse 2]
Funny how the times have changed
Gone is grass that used to grow
Hell, it seems like yesterday
Her eyes were all I'd ever know
Sometimes I miss those simple days
Four wheel drives and red clay roads
Reminiscing's so much clearer
Reflecting through my rear view mirror
[Chorus]
There's a lingering nostalgia in the air
Memories of the old me everywhere
This little town that made me
Will forever bare my youth
But I was never destined to build roots
No, I'm just passing through

[Instrumental]

[Chorus]
There's a lingering nostalgia in the air
Memories of the old me everywhere
This little town that made me
Will forever bare my youth
But I was never destined to build roots
No, I'm just passing through