Ain't but a half a mile between the city limit signs Population nine hundred 'n' nine A lotta front porch swingin', down home livin' Friday night hell raisin', Sunday morning repentance We got our gossip goin' on down at Betty's Beauty Shop They're sellin' 90 proof corn juice out back at the co-op Judge Taylor likes to fight when his potbelly's full of beer There's always somethin' goin' on But there ain't nothin' goin' wrong around here We got kids burnin' rubber 'round the old town square Tall tales being told in Harry's barber chair Life moves slow There's always somethin' goin' on But there ain't nothin goin' wrong around here Old men bettin' on the weather on the courthouse stairs Luther wackin' off weeds in his underwear They go moon skinny-dippin this time of year There's always somethin' on But there ain't nothin' goin' wrong around here Other than kids burnin' rubber 'round the old town square Tall tales bein' told in Harry's barber chair Life moves slow There's always somethin' goin' on But there ain't nothin' goin' wrong around here Only time Sheriff Lester breaks his handcuffs out Is when his wife's been drinkin' and they're back at the house He'll be walking' 'round for days in a daze grinnin' ear to ear There's always somethin' goin' on