growing up in a small town everybody knows your name no two colours are the same day by day in a small town where the sky is always blue nothing bad every happens to you the reason i love you dear misses polly hill the reason i left you dear misses polly hill going out in a small town everyone raises a glass from the first round to the last sunrise and set in a small town the rural eastern sky we ll milk the west until we die the reason i love you dear misses polly hill the reason i left you dear misses polly hill la da da 