I can't wait to show you where I grew up
 Walk you 'round the foothills of my town
 Probably feel like you've been there before
 After hearin' all the stories
 I've been tellin' you for six months now

 We'll probably have to sleep in separate bedrooms
 Pack a shirt for church because we'll go
 I'm not trying to scare you off but
 I just thought that we should talk
 A few things out before we hit the road

 If I bring you home to momma,
 I guess I better warn ya
 She falls in love a little faster than I do
 And my dad will check your tires
 Pour you whiskey over ice 
 And take you fishin' but pretend that he don't like you

 If we break up, I'll be fine
 But you'll be breakin' more hearts than mine

 My sister's gonna ask a million questions
 Say anything she can to turn you red
 And when you meet my high-school friends
 They'll buy you drinks and fill you in
 On all the crazy nights I can't out live

 So, if I bring you home to momma,
 I guess I better warn ya
 She falls in love a little faster than I do
 And my dad will check your tires
 Pour you whiskey over ice 
 And buy you dinner but pretend that he don't like you

 If we break up, I'll be fine
 But you'll be breakin' more hearts than mine

 If I bring you home to momma,
 I guess I better warn ya
 She feels every heart ache I go through
 And if my dad sees me crying'
 He'll pour some whiskey over ice 
 And tell a lie and say he never really liked you

 If we break up, I'll be fine
 But you'll be breakin' more hearts than mine
 You'll be breakin' more hearts than mine