Small town, riding round
Suppose to find a job I didn't wanna find
Applications blowing round in the backseat
I didn't care cause he was sitting right beside me

Momma's got us
Standing in kitchen dodging her questions
Where you headed? Whatcha gonna do?
What do you kids plan on getting into?

At seventeen you only got two answers for everything
We were always going nowhere
Never doin nothin

Chorus
Nowhere was a place we found
Down Live Oak Road six miles from town
Past the old graveyard where it veers to the right
On a little dirt road that's hard to find
Nothing was pack of Marlboro lights
A few warm beers and some Boone's Farm Wine
A swimming hole and a pile of clothes on the ground
Yah we sure had a lot of fun
Goin nowhere doin nothing

Green eyes, Tan lines
That boy was all I could ever think about
Jumping into his F150
Shimmy to the middle
Letting him kiss me
Drove Momma crazy
Worried her to death
The same old story every time we left
We were goin nowhere, never doing nothing

Chorus

Extended Chorus:
Nowhere was a place we found
Down Live Oak Road six miles from town
Past the old graveyard where it veers to the right
On a little dirt road that's hard to find
Nothing was pack of Marlboro lights
A few warm beers and some Boone's Farm Wine
With the radio on and a pile of clothes on the ground
Yah we sure had a lot of fun, Goin nowhere
Yah we had too much fun, Goin nowhere doin nothin

Goin nowhere doing nothing