[Verse 1]
How do you turn a scholarship down
Tear up a ticket, already punched
And watch a dream die?
Who is going to tell me how
To face Daddy
And watch Mamma cry?
Have I thrown my future away?
Played my last football game?
It all seems so strange
How in just one night
Your whole life can change

[Chorus]
Wish this old John Deere had wings
And this cotton row was an airstrip
Straight out of here
Wish this high noon Georgia sun
Could melt what is been done
Make it disappear
If I could leave, I would be gone
But that is just one more thing done wrong
By this small town favorite son

[Verse 2]
By fall they are all going to know
Our little secret
My baby holds inside
By then she will be starting to show
And I will be the husband
To a shotgun bride
I already miss that sound
The marching bands and the cheering crowds
Stuck here in this red dirt ground
Knowing I, I let everybody down
[Chorus]

[Outro]
That high noon Georgia sun
Cannot melt what is been done
Girl, I will be right here
I do not know much about life
But I know what is right
For this small town favorite son