I knocked out Buster Johnson
On the playground after school
I went from being a third grade punk
Yeah, I still hold the land-speed record
Judge Taylor said he was real impressed
But wouldn't waive the fine
Yeah, I still got my picture on the bait shop wall
With a six pound small-mouth bass
I see that I'm still loved and hated on that overpass
Yeah, I got a name in this town
Some good and some bad that I'll never live down
Anywhere else I'm just a face in the crowd
But I got a name in this town
Yeah, I got a name in this town
Might have to fight my way out of Lucy's
'Round here it seems old scores
Old flames, man, they never die
Then again, it might just be a bunch of back slappin'
When I walk through that door
Hear the same old stories
That keep gettin' bigger than they were before
I packed my things and hitched my dreams
And if the world out there
Don't give a damn about me or this guitar
'Cause I got a name in this town
Some good and some bad that I'll never live down
Anywhere else I'm just a face in the crowd
But I got a name in this town
Yeah, I got a name in this town
Been called a few things I can't say right now
A little hard-headed and a little too proud
But I got a name in this town
Yeah, I got a name in this town
Risk-taker, heart-breaker, trouble-maker
Man I got a name in this town
Big-dreamer, dead-ringer, not a bad singer
Yeah, I got a name in this town
S.O.B., wild and free, you know me
Man, I got a name in this town
I got a name in this town
I got a name in this town