[Verse 1] The rooster calls at the crack of dawn, Dust on the porch where the night's dew's gone. Coffee brews in a chipped old cup, The world feels still as the sun comes up. [Chorus] Oh, small town sunrise, painting the sky, Soft as a whisper, time rolling by. Life moves slow, but it sure feels right, Under a small town sunrise. [Verse 2] Grandpa's boots sit by the back door, Mud from the fields he worked before. The church bell chimes from across the hill, Echoing peace, the world turns still. [Chorus] Oh, small town sunrise, painting the sky, Soft as a whisper, time rolling by. Life moves slow, but it sure feels right, Under a small town sunrise. [Bridge] A dog barks down by the neighbor's fence, The kind of quiet that just makes sense. The air smells like hay and yesterday's rain, Simple things that ease the pain. [Chorus] Oh, small town sunrise, painting the sky, Soft as a whisper, time rolling by. Life moves slow, but it sure feels right, Under a small town sunrise.
