Hey baby, won’t ya climb on up
And let me show ya what’s past that pavement
Right there’s where I crashed my first truck
And this field is old man waylons
Catch a good vibe
Feelin alright
Solo cups circled up in the summertime
Got some good friends, take it all in
It’s gonna be the time of your life
We’re all out here tearin it up on a Saturday night
We’re all out here raisin em up under the moonlit spotlight
Back 40 call it BFE, iced down bullets and a shotgun seat
You might think that we’re trouble, baby
We’re just small town crazy
Write it down, scratch it off your wishlist
Cash it in like a 1 way ticket
Whatcha need, can’t ya see
All the things that you been missin
We’re all out here tearin it up on a Saturday night
We’re all out here raisin em up under the moonlit spotlight
Back 40 call it BFE, iced down bullets and a shotgun seat
You might think that we’re trouble, baby
We’re just small town crazy
We’re all out here
We’re all out here
We’re all out here tearin it up on a Saturday night
We’re all out here raisin em up under the moonlit spotlight
Back 40 call it BFE, iced down bullets and a shotgun seat
You might think that we’re trouble, baby
We’re just small town crazy
Celebrating Small Town Life
“Small Town Crazy” by Bailey Zimmerman is a lively anthem to rural youth, capturing the energy and traditions that define life beyond city limits. The song paints a vivid picture of carefree nights, close friendships, and the simple joys found in the countryside. With references to first truck crashes, field parties, and moonlit gatherings, Zimmerman invites listeners to experience the unique thrill of small-town living. The recurring theme of being perceived as “trouble” is contrasted with the genuine camaraderie and innocence of these moments, showcasing a deep appreciation for a way of life that’s often misunderstood.
Song Credits
Artist: Bailey Zimmerman
Release Year: 2022