I still love the smell of mama's house

When something's cookin' on the stove

Still hug her neck when it's time to go

Leavin's always tough

Oh, there're some things you don't grow out of

I made a name here in this town

With my right arm underneath the lights

And the trophies take me back to those Friday nights

I can't bring myself to box 'em up

Yeah, there're some things you don't grow out of

Like your mama's love, your biggest dream

That little town you had to leave

And all of those sweet memories

Of growing up wild and free

The Sunday morning, ringing bells

The preacher's words, the way it felt

And to this day I get my help from up above

Yeah, there're some things you don't grow out of

I'm older now and I've seen some things

Learned that life can sure be mean

But I try not to let the world rub off on me

I remember where I come from

'Cause there're some things you don't grow out of

Like the lessons learned from the time you spent

With your grandpa, just you and him

The innocence of another time

I still go back there in my mind

To Sunday morning, ringing bells

The preacher's words, the way it felt

And to this day I get my help from up above

Yeah, there're some things you don't grow out of

Yeah, there're some things you don't grow out of

Like your mama's love, your biggest dream

That little town you had to leave

And all of those sweet memories

Of growing up wild and free

And Sunday morning, ringing bells

The preacher's words, the way it felt

And to this day I get my help from up above

Oh, there're some things

Yes, there're some things you don't grow out of

Yeah, there're some things you don't grow out of