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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 that 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
This is your hometown
This is your hometown
This is your hometownIn 65 tension was running high at my high school
There was a lot of fights between the black and white
There was nothing you could do
Two cars at a light on a Saturday night, in the back seat there was a gun
Words were passed, in a shotgun blast
Troubled times had come, to my hometown
My hometown
My hometown
My hometown
Now Main Street s whitewashed 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 coming backto your hometown
Your hometown
Your hometown
Your hometown
Last night me and Kate we laid in bed
Talking about 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 saidson take a good look around, this is your hometown
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