 My hometown lyrics ( Bruce springsteen )   
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 Rate My Hometown
Artist : Bruce springsteen
Song : My hometown
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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