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I was eight years old and running with a dime in my hand <br />Into the bus stop to pick up a paper for my old man <br />I'd sit on his lap in that big old Buick and steer as we drove through town <br />He'd tousle my hair and say son take a good look around this is your hometown <br />This is your hometown <br />This is your hometown <br />This is your hometown <br /> <br />In '65 tension was running high at my high school <br />There was a lot of fights between the black and white <br />There was nothing you could do <br />Two cars at a light on a Saturday night in the back seat there was a gun <br />Words were passed in a shotgun blast <br />Troubled times had come to my hometown <br />My hometown <br />My hometown <br />My hometown <br /> <br />Now Main Street's whitewashed windows and vacant stores <br />Seems like there ain't nobody wants to come down here no more <br />They're closing down the textile mill across the railroad tracks <br />Foreman says these jobs are going boys and they ain't coming back to your hometown <br />Your hometown <br />Your hometown <br />Your hometown <br /> <br />Last night me and Kate we laid in bed <br />talking about getting out <br />Packing up our bags maybe heading south <br />I'm thirty-five we got a boy of our own now <br />Last night I sat him up behind the wheel and said son take a good look around <br />This is your hometown
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I was eight years old and running with a dime in my hand <br />Into the bus stop to pick up a paper for my old man <br />I'd sit on his lap in that big old Buick and steer as we drove through town <br />He'd tousle my hair and say son take a good look around this is your hometown <br />This is your hometown <br />This is your hometown <br />This is your hometown <br /> <br />In '65 tension was running high at my high school <br />There was a lot of fights between the black and white <br />There was nothing you could do <br />Two cars at a light on a Saturday night in the back seat there was a gun <br />Words were passed in a shotgun blast <br />Troubled times had come to my hometown <br />My hometown <br />My hometown <br />My hometown <br /> <br />Now Main Street's whitewashed windows and vacant stores <br />Seems like there ain't nobody wants to come down here no more <br />They're closing down the textile mill across the railroad tracks <br />Foreman says these jobs are going boys and they ain't coming back to your hometown <br />Your hometown <br />Your hometown <br />Your hometown <br /> <br />Last night me and Kate we laid in bed <br />talking about getting out <br />Packing up our bags maybe heading south <br />I'm thirty-five we got a boy of our own now <br />Last night I sat him up behind the wheel and said son take a good look around <br />This is your hometown
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