My Home Town

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I was eight years old and running with a dime in my hand into the bus stop to pick up a paper for my old man

I'd sit on his lap in the big old Buick and steer as we drove through town

He'd tousle my hair and say son take a good look around

This is your hometown

In sixty five tension was running high at my high school

There was lots of fights between the black and white

There was nothing you could do

Two cars at a light on a Saturday night

In a back seat there was a gun

Words were passed in a shotgun blast

Troubled times had come to my hometown to my hometown to my hometown to my hometown

Now main street's white washed windows and vacant stores seems like there ain't nobody wants to come down here no more

They're closing down the textile mill across the railroad tracks

Foreman says these jobs are going boys and they ain't comin' back to your hometown to my hometown to my hometown to my hometown

Last night me and

Kate we laid in bed talking 'bout getting out packing up our bags maybe heading south

I'm thirty five we got a boy of our own now

Last night I sat him up behind the wheel and said son take a good look around

This is your hometown

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