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 there 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 better warn ya She falls in love a little faster than I do And my dad will check your tires Pour your whiskey over ice and Take you fishing but pretend that he don't like you If we break up I'll be fine But you'll be breaking more hearts than mine My sister's gonna ask a million questions Say anything she can to turn you red And when you meet my high school friends They'll buy you drinks and fill you in On all the crazy nights I can't outlive So if I bring you home to mama I guess I better warn ya She falls in love a little faster than I do And my dad will check your tires Pour your whiskey over ice and Buy you dinner but pretend that he don't like you If we break up I'll be fine But you'll be breaking more hearts than mine If I bring you home to mama I guess I better warn ya She feels every heartache I go through And if my dad sees me crying He'll pour 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