In a town where what you know don't make you who you are It all comes down to the car you drive Whether your a Mustang or a Chevrolet man If you don't know now, you better start choosing your side 'Cause every Friday night, take her up town And line her you on South Scale street It looks like a parade on Independence Day With your homecoming bride in the passenger seat We were too young to know, what this town had in store We were too much in love to give a goddamn And with expectations high it's always do or die It seems like our fate's already been sealed in Reidsville When I turned eighteen, I sold that car Traded wheels for a wedding band A Plymouth hunter green, big block with three on the tree With every nut and bolt turned by these two hands It was a good start, then things just got so hard Where the hell did we fall off track Now I work for her dad, and the pay it ain't half bad Keeps a roof on her head and the bank off my back We were too young to know, what this town had in store We were too much in love to give a goddamn And with expectations high it's always do or die It seems like our fate's already been sealed in Reidsville That girl of mine, how her eyes they used to shine Like two rare stones set out on display We were wild and we were young and we could take on anyone Now her eyes are darker that a funeral serenade And I'd burn it down, every square inch of this town Just to see one more smile on her face When it comes my day to die, I wanna look God in eyes And ask Him why he gave up on this place 'Cause we were too young to know, what this town had in store And we were too much in love to give a goddamn And with expectations high it's always do or die It seems like our fate's already been sealed in Reidsville