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| I was | eight | years old - and | runn | ing with |
| D | A | E | |
| a | dime | in my | hand |
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| Into the | bus s | top to | pick - up | a | paper - for |
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| my old | man |
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| I'd | sit on | his lap - in that | big | old Buick |
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| and | steer as we | drove through | town |
| Esus | E | |
| He'd | tousl | e my hair |
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| and | say s | on take - a | good | look a | round |
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| This is | your hometown, | this is | your | home | town |
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| This is | your | hometown, | this is | your | home | town | /++++/++++ |
| In `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 |
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| to my hometown, My hometown, my hometown, my hometown | /++ | ++/++++ |
| F#m | |
| Now | Main Street's whitewashed windows - |
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| and | vac | ant stores |
| F#m | |
| Seems | like there ain't nobody - wants to come |
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| down | here no more |
| D | |
| They're | closing down - the textile mill |
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| a | cross the | railroad tracks |
| D | |
| Foreman | says these jobs are going boys |
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| and | they ain't coming | back to |
| A | |
| 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 said son take a good look around /++++ |
| This is your hometown |