Bixby [Encore]

I spend my first 18, just 20 miles south of Tulsa

Wide open skies, Friday night lights and oil fields

Ain't the smallest town around, but somehow everybody knows you

And I guess, sometimes I just miss the way that feels

Take me back to Bixby

Where, life ain't so busy

Hey, I need to slow down

There's no place like hometown

Kick back with some old friends

And laugh about 'back whens'

Fill my glass up with whiskey

And let that Revelry hit me

Take me back to Bixby

Well, I felt hard for a green-eyed girl from Dallas

Had to make her mine 'cause her love felt like home

When this big city world gets a spin in too fast around us

Yeah, I look up at the skyline and dream about a place at dawn

Take me back to Bixby

Where life ain't so busy

Hey, I need to slow down

And there's no place like hometown

Kick back with some old friends

And laugh about 'back whens'

Fill my glass up with whiskey

And let that Revelry hit me

Take me back to Bixby, yeah

Take me back to Bixby

Where life ain't so busy

Hey, I need to slow down

And there's no place like hometown

Kick back with some old friends

And laugh about 'back whens'

Fill my glass up with whiskey

And let that Revelry hit me

Take me back to Bixby, yeah, hmm

Sing this with me

Take me back to Bixby

Where life ain't so busy

Hey, I need to slow down

And there's no place like hometown

Kick back with some old friends

And laugh about 'back when'

Fill my glass up with whiskey

And let that Revelry hit me

Take me back to Bixby