[Verse 1] How do you turn a scholarship down Tear up a ticket, already punched And watch a dream die? Who is going to tell me how To face Daddy And watch Mamma cry? Have I thrown my future away? Played my last football game? It all seems so strange How in just one night Your whole life can change [Chorus] Wish this old John Deere had wings And this cotton row was an airstrip Straight out of here Wish this high noon Georgia sun Could melt what is been done Make it disappear If I could leave, I would be gone But that is just one more thing done wrong By this small town favorite son [Verse 2] By fall they are all going to know Our little secret My baby holds inside By then she will be starting to show And I will be the husband To a shotgun bride I already miss that sound The marching bands and the cheering crowds Stuck here in this red dirt ground Knowing I, I let everybody down [Chorus] [Outro] That high noon Georgia sun Cannot melt what is been done Girl, I will be right here I do not know much about life But I know what is right For this small town favorite son