| Song | This Town Is That Small |
| Artist | Sherrié Austin |
| Album | Streets of Heaven |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Austin, Rambeaux | |
| (Sherrie Austin/Will Rambeaux) | |
| Hello Friend | |
| I don't know where you're bound | |
| But welcome to the incredible shrinking town | |
| Before too long you'll be the latest rumor going 'round | |
| They'll all smile and wave, they'll all know your name | |
| Yeah, it's not about what you do, it's all bout who you know | |
| So step right up and take a shot at the status quo | |
| Oh and let me introduce you to some good | |
| God-fearin' folk | |
| Hear the Church bells ring, listen to the choir sing | |
| White fences, peach pie | |
| Air kisses, wishing you well | |
| So sweet So nice | |
| But if you get a secret | |
| You better not tell | |
| Street corners, back yards | |
| Good Fiction is better than fact | |
| They're masters of the art | |
| Of "bless your heart" with a knife in your back | |
| This town is that small | |
| So help your self to some hospitality | |
| Make your peace with your brand new scaled down dreams | |
| You might think you're free to go, but you'll never leave | |
| So find yourself some shade and pour some lemonade | |
| White fences, peach pie | |
| Air kisses, wishing you well | |
| So sweet So nice | |
| But if you get a secret | |
| You better not tell | |
| Street corners, back yards | |
| Good Fiction is better than fact | |
| They're masters of the art | |
| Of "bless your heart" with a knife in your back | |
| This town is that small | |
| They love to build you up just to knock you down | |
| Cause this town.. this town.. | |
| White fences, peach pie | |
| Air kisses, wishing you well | |
| So sweet So nice | |
| But if you get a secret | |
| You better not tell | |
| Street corners, back yards | |
| Good Fiction is better than fact | |
| They're masters of the art | |
| Of "bless your heart" with a knife in your back | |
| This town is that small |
| zuo ci : Austin, Rambeaux | |
| Sherrie Austin Will Rambeaux | |
| Hello Friend | |
| I don' t know where you' re bound | |
| But welcome to the incredible shrinking town | |
| Before too long you' ll be the latest rumor going ' round | |
| They' ll all smile and wave, they' ll all know your name | |
| Yeah, it' s not about what you do, it' s all bout who you know | |
| So step right up and take a shot at the status quo | |
| Oh and let me introduce you to some good | |
| Godfearin' folk | |
| Hear the Church bells ring, listen to the choir sing | |
| White fences, peach pie | |
| Air kisses, wishing you well | |
| So sweet So nice | |
| But if you get a secret | |
| You better not tell | |
| Street corners, back yards | |
| Good Fiction is better than fact | |
| They' re masters of the art | |
| Of " bless your heart" with a knife in your back | |
| This town is that small | |
| So help your self to some hospitality | |
| Make your peace with your brand new scaled down dreams | |
| You might think you' re free to go, but you' ll never leave | |
| So find yourself some shade and pour some lemonade | |
| White fences, peach pie | |
| Air kisses, wishing you well | |
| So sweet So nice | |
| But if you get a secret | |
| You better not tell | |
| Street corners, back yards | |
| Good Fiction is better than fact | |
| They' re masters of the art | |
| Of " bless your heart" with a knife in your back | |
| This town is that small | |
| They love to build you up just to knock you down | |
| Cause this town.. this town.. | |
| White fences, peach pie | |
| Air kisses, wishing you well | |
| So sweet So nice | |
| But if you get a secret | |
| You better not tell | |
| Street corners, back yards | |
| Good Fiction is better than fact | |
| They' re masters of the art | |
| Of " bless your heart" with a knife in your back | |
| This town is that small |
| zuò cí : Austin, Rambeaux | |
| Sherrie Austin Will Rambeaux | |
| Hello Friend | |
| I don' t know where you' re bound | |
| But welcome to the incredible shrinking town | |
| Before too long you' ll be the latest rumor going ' round | |
| They' ll all smile and wave, they' ll all know your name | |
| Yeah, it' s not about what you do, it' s all bout who you know | |
| So step right up and take a shot at the status quo | |
| Oh and let me introduce you to some good | |
| Godfearin' folk | |
| Hear the Church bells ring, listen to the choir sing | |
| White fences, peach pie | |
| Air kisses, wishing you well | |
| So sweet So nice | |
| But if you get a secret | |
| You better not tell | |
| Street corners, back yards | |
| Good Fiction is better than fact | |
| They' re masters of the art | |
| Of " bless your heart" with a knife in your back | |
| This town is that small | |
| So help your self to some hospitality | |
| Make your peace with your brand new scaled down dreams | |
| You might think you' re free to go, but you' ll never leave | |
| So find yourself some shade and pour some lemonade | |
| White fences, peach pie | |
| Air kisses, wishing you well | |
| So sweet So nice | |
| But if you get a secret | |
| You better not tell | |
| Street corners, back yards | |
| Good Fiction is better than fact | |
| They' re masters of the art | |
| Of " bless your heart" with a knife in your back | |
| This town is that small | |
| They love to build you up just to knock you down | |
| Cause this town.. this town.. | |
| White fences, peach pie | |
| Air kisses, wishing you well | |
| So sweet So nice | |
| But if you get a secret | |
| You better not tell | |
| Street corners, back yards | |
| Good Fiction is better than fact | |
| They' re masters of the art | |
| Of " bless your heart" with a knife in your back | |
| This town is that small |