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
Id 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 hometown
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 to my hometown
My hometown my hometown my hometown
Now main streets 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 back to
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
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
Id 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 hometown
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 to my hometown
My hometown my hometown my hometown
Now main streets 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 back to
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