GCGD
I was eight years old and running with a dime in my hand
DGDC
Into the bus stop to pick up a paper for my old man
GCG
I'd sit on his lap in that big old Buick and steer as we drove
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through town
DGDC
He'd tousle my hair and he'd say son take a good look around
[Refrain]
GCGD
This is your hometown, your home town
DGDCG
This is your hometown, your home town, this is your home town
[Verse 2]
GCGD
In 65 tension was running high at my high school
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There was a lot of fights between the black and white / there was
GDC
nothing you could do
GCGD
Two cars at a light on a Saturday night in the back seat was a gun
DGDC
Words were passed a shotgun blast / troubled times had come
[Refrain]
GCGD
To my hometown, my home town,
DGDCG
My hometown, my home town, my hometown
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Now Main Street's whitewashed windows and vacant stores
EmG
Seems like there ain't nobody wants to come down here no more
CG
They're closing down the textile mill across the railroad tracks
CGD
Foreman says these jobs are going boys and they ain't coming back to
[Refrain]
GCGD
Your hometown, your home town,
DGDCG
your hometown, your home town, your hometown
[Verse 3]
GCGD
Last night me and Kate we laid in bed talking about getting out
DGDC
Packing up our bags maybe heading south
GCGD
I'm thirty-five we got a boy of our own now
DGD
Last night I sat him up behind the wheel and said son take a good
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look around
[Refrain]
GCGD
This is your hometown, your home town,
DGDCG
your hometown, your home town, your hometown