There ain’t a lot that you can do in this town
You drive down to the lake and then you turn back
around
You go to school and you learn to read and write
So you can walk into the county bank and sign
away your life
I work at the fillin’ station on the interstate
Pumpin’ gasoline and countin’ out of state
plates
They ask me how far into memphis son, and where’s
the nearest beer
And they don’t even know that there’s a town
around here
Someday I’m finally gonna let go
’cause I know there’s a better way
And I wanna know what’s over that rainbow
I’m gonna get out of here someday
Now my brother went to college cause he played
football
I’m still hangin’ round cause I’m a little bit
small
I got me a 67 chevy, she’s low and sleek and
black
Someday I’ll put her on that interstate and never
look back
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