Stompin' Grounds Songtext
von Canaan Smith

Walking around this place don′t look the same
Some footprints you just can't erase
Even if they go and pave my dirt memory lane, yeah
Step by step, this is where I came from
Seven pounds, six ounces at graduation
Yeah, this place is in my veins, that′s right

These are my stomping grounds
My first kiss in the bed of an old Silverado
To the sound
Alabama's Sweet Home on the stereo
We were big, small town, so damn proud
Living loud, getting down, rolling 'round
Wearing the heels of our boots out
On these stomping grounds


It′s where I ran the ball, hell I almost scored
But there was seven too little on the scoreboard
But we partied like second place was gold, yeah
And as for little Jimmy, got in a fight with Chris
Caught Amy kissing on him and oh he was pissed
I jumped in, saved the day
At least that′s the way my story's told, ha ha

These are my stomping grounds
My first kiss in the bed of an old Silverado
To the sound
Alabama′s Sweet Home on the stereo
We were big, small town, so damn proud
Living loud, getting down, rolling 'round
Wearing the heels of our boots out
On these stomping grounds
My stomping grounds

I′ll call up that old gal from my Chevy
See if she's still around and not going steady
If she hasn′t changed her name by now
Maybe we can settle down and start a future
Back in our stomping grounds
Back in our stomping grounds


These are my stomping grounds
My first kiss in the bed of an old Silverado
To the sound
Alabama's Sweet Home on the stereo
We were big, small town, so damn proud
Living loud, getting down, rolling 'round
Wearing the heels of our boots out
On these stomping grounds
My stomping grounds
These stomping grounds
My stomping grounds