I ain't in Sedalia anymore

I heard this song and it sounded WAY too similar not to rewrite it a little. I did it really fast so it's kinda bad, but I want to post it anyway.

Where 65 meets 50,

There's a single stop light town,

And with railways always running,

It was not my favorite sound,

On any given Friday night,

We'd drive a hundred miles,

Between the Sonic and the Grocery Store,

Laughing all the while,

With as many friends as we could pack,

In my best friend's Ford,

But I ain't in Sedalia anymore.

 

My college in Utah,

Holds more people than our town,

And what I just paid for rent,

Would be a down payment on a house,

I'd rather be tipping cows in Warrensburg,

Than taking buses in Provo,

But I ain't in Sedalia anymore.

 

I'm in a world so wide,

It makes me feel small sometimes,

I miss the big blue skies,

the old Missouri kind.

 

In a world of friendly faces,

Where I am understood,

All the “Congratulations” flashing,

Could make a girl feel pretty good,

You can get anything you want here,

Except a Wal-Mart store,

But I ain't in Sedalia anymore.

 

I'm in a world so wide,

It makes me feel small sometimes,

I miss the big blue skies,

the old Missouri kind.

 

Where the Tigers beat the Jay Hawks,

Scott Joplin day and the state fair,

After prom, down at the bowling lanes,

Catching crappie fish in Clover Dell lake,

I ain't in Sedalia anymore.

 

I'm in a world so wide,

It makes me feel small sometimes,

I miss the big blue skies,

the old Missouri kind,

But I ain't in Sedalia,

No I ain't in Sedalia,

Oh, there's nothing like my Missouri.

 

Where 65 meets 50,

There's a single stoplight town.

I really should be studying.