On a windin´ dirt back road
In the hills of Arkansas
In a little country farmhouse
With his mama and his pa
Lived a plain old plough boy

By the name of Colton Mall

He´d never took to farmin´
He had racin´ in his blood
Hope and Will and Mighty Fine was the only stock he´d run
Had a local reputation
But for Colt that wasn´t enough

To be the fastest horse in a one horse town
He leaves them all in the dust
On the fastest tracks around
He gets that fire in his eyes
And takes off like a gun
When the smoke clears
Someone in the crowd hollers
"Son there goes the fastest horse in a one horse town"

He beat it to Daytona
The big boys laughed and said
Looks like they´ve turned a pack mule loose among these  thoroughbreds
Colt said, "This old mule´s been places most blue bloods fear to  tread."
But a thousand left turns later
Foot still on the gas
The leader watched a car slip by
And beat him to the flag
And painted on the trunk
There were the words
"Boy you just been passed.
By the fastest horse in a one horse town."
He leaves them all in the dust
On the fastest tracks around
And takes off like a gun

When the smoke clears
Someone in the crowd hollers
"Son, there goes the fastest horse in a one horse town."

He´s the fastest horse in a one horse town
He leaves them all in the dust
On the fastest tracks around
He gets that fire in his eyes
And takes off like a gun
And when the smoke clears
Someone in the crowd hollers
"Son, there goes the fastest horse in a one horse town."