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you why I drive. Into the night and back again. I hardly speak of my hometown. My little hands in the cement. I'll never tell you what I saw, close the door, swallow the key . But this world is a
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. A. I was born in the U. S. A. I was born in the U. S. A. Born in the U. S. A. Got in a little hometown jam so they put a rifle in my hand. Sent me off to a foreign land to go and kill the yellow
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There was a time and place. Where I never thought I'd leave my own hometown. But those days finally are dead and gone. It was never my intention to stay there, oh no There was a conscious effort
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clans. While hometown sings hymns of courage. Ran em up in a stri called love. Lost my mind in the streets of neon. Now Im coming on back home. Help me up move right left foot forward
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Well I pulled outta Pittsburgh a rollin' down that Eastern Seaboard. I got my diesel wound up and she's a runnin' like a never before. There's a speed zone ahead alright I don't see a cop in sight.
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be waiting in a line out back. Might get your picture in a hometown paper. Maybe buy your momma that Cadillac. Just get you a guitar and learn how to play. Cut up some jeans, come up with a name. When
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clans. While hometown sings hymns of courage. Ran em up in a stri called love. Lost my mind in the streets of neon. Now Im coming on back home. Help me up move right left foot forward
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I got somethin' on my mind, I'm just a little bit depressed. I try to blame it on the rain but it was in my heart, I guess. I'm feelin' like a stranger when I drove through my hometown. Past the
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Red sun settin' on the road behind her. A hundred miles out of her hometown. Drops a quarter in a beat up pay phone. Listens to it, rattle on down Voice as cold as the phone she's holding. The
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his heart severely. When I left my Blue Ridge Mountain boy Life was dull in my hometown. Lights were out when the sun went down. And I thought that city life was more my style. But nights get lonely
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don't come up any higher. We've got main street light up like a fire. Nothing compares to breathe in the air. When I'm back in my hometown. Someday my kids will run like I did. On these streets and old
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Song Girl On The Radio - Florida Georgia Line. Well I'm talking 'bout a hometown. A little party back in the pines. I'm really thinkin' 'bout your house. And your couch, and getting some on a
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The old hometown looks the same. As I step down from the train. And there to meet me is my mama and papa And down the road I look. And there runs Mary hair of gold and lips like cherries. It's
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of new flames. But after all is said and done. There's only one that remains Dixie fire burning down in my soul. Dixie fire, it never leaves me cold. It took a hometown girl to show me. How cool
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hills in our hometown. Disguise the beaten down. I can't turn a blind eye anymore I was raised in a certain way. And I think I've let you down. So I change my ways. And I'll find a brand new path
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left my heart lying on the floor. As I grabbed my keys and ran out the door. Caught a red eye flight back home to my hometown. And as the silver wings touch the midnight sky. Looking down over the
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, let's take it on down from Muscle Shoals through Decatur. Mmm, Birmingham, ooh, Montgomery. Right up over Spanish Fort into Mobile, my hometown. Mister T I never planned in my imagination, a situation
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. . All the dogs down at the dumpyard can hear me whistle. As I walk through my hometown wild as a stranger,. Oh, but the kiss of love is hotter than a pistol, . And I think it's safe to say I love the
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mistakes. Yours and mine But by now you are. A part of me. I can feel you. As I feel my own body. Like my hometown. Like beautiful dreams. That await me. Like a brick. That I save. To build my home
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clans. While hometown sings hymns of courage. Ran em up in a stri called love. Lost my mind in the streets of neon. Now Im coming on back home. Help me up move right left foot forward
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mistakes. Yours and mine But by now you are. A part of me. I can feel you. As I feel my own body. Like my hometown. Like beautiful dreams. That await me. Like a brick. That I save. To build my home
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is my hometown
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left my heart lying on the floor. As I grabbed my keys and ran out the door. Caught a red eye flight back home to my hometown. And as the silver wings touch the midnight sky. Looking down over the
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hometown. You married a sweet girl down around Austin. Had nine kids whose eyes are all brown. . I hit every barroom from Bakersfield to Boston. Seeking whiskey, fortune, and fame. Countin' these white
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hometown. So every weekend night, we would all go down. Chorus. There were freaks and hippies in my high school. Football players all tryin’ to be cool. And everybody scramblin’ to hide their beer. When the
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be waiting in a line out back. Might get your picture in a hometown paper. Maybe buy your momma that Cadillac. Just get you a guitar and learn how to play. Cut up some jeans, come up with a name. When
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mistakes. Yours and mine But by now you are. A part of me. I can feel you. As I feel my own body. Like my hometown. Like beautiful dreams. That await me. Like a brick. That I save. To build my home
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in heaven. Oooo ooo oooooo oooo. . Verse 3. Soon I'll be a very old man, and very old men they dream of summers. Spent with falls in faraway clans. While hometown crowds sings hymns of courage
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in heaven. Oooo ooo oooooo oooo. . Verse 3. Soon I'll be a very old man, and very old men they dream of summers. Spent with falls in faraway clans. While hometown crowds sings hymns of courage
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to let her go. Just ask any dj back in her hometown. She likes to get around. No wonder she gets down. . Her favorite colors be platinum and gold. She only loves in stereo. She only loves in
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it, push it, push it. . I try to make a point of protecting the innocent. But none of them can be found. I can happen anytime. It can happen any place. It can happen in your own hometown
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. . All the dogs down at the dumpyard can hear me whistle. As I walk through my hometown wild as a stranger,. Oh, but the kiss of love is hotter than a pistol, . And I think it's safe to say I love the
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nights, I'm glad it passed us by. Some nights, I sit and watch my hometown die. . I'm fifty-five and when the mill burned down. I wasn't much past a pretty young gal. Boss lit a match in the oily
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Well I never went to college, babe. I did not have the luck. Rolled out of indiana in the back of a pickup truck. With no education higher. Than the street of my hometown. I went lookin' for a
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to let her go. Just ask any dj back in her hometown. She likes to get around. No wonder she gets down. . Her favorite colors be platinum and gold. She only loves in stereo. She only loves in
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don't need to understand. Streets in my hometown seem strange now. They feel like a distant memory. I'm always fighting 'cause I know you're trying. But you can never take this dream from me. We're always