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 here before After hearing all the stories I've been telling 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 mama I guess I'll better warn you She falls in love a little faster than I do And my dad would check your tires Pour you whiskey over ice And buy you dinner, but pretend that he don't like you Oh, oh, if we break up, I'll be fine But you'll be breaking more hearts than mine Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh And if I bring you home to mama I guess I'd better warn you She feels every heartache I go through (I go through) And if my daddy sees me cry He pours 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 breaking more hearts than mine You'll be breaking more hearts than mine