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Lyrics
Back through the fields where the hawthornes grow
Theres an old boxcar in the sweet corn rows
You'll find an old straw bale where no one knows
Where my thoughts wander, where your heart goes
Go.. lets go...
Goin' down to Charlies for some real Goodtimes
Smoke filled the room but the pretty girls shine
They move to music like a bubblin' brew
But all I'd go home with is thoughts of you
They move to music like a bubblin' brew
But all I'd go home with is thoughts of you
Chorus:
oh my hometown where the truck wheels roll to shotgun sound
hey my home town where the fires always burnin when the family gathers round
yeah my hometown, you'd better come up cuz we ain't goin' down
you'd better come up
A towns been wounded and the cut runs deep
An innocent girl just takin' from the street
Kids endin' their lives cuz they can't find relief
So clasp my hands and I fall to my knees
I pray to the shepherd to protect all his sheep
Like a shimmerin' light in the the darkness so deep
For the families that are broken and the hearts that bleed
In....
Chorus:
oh my hometown where the truck wheels roll to shotgun sound
hey my home town where the fires always burnin when the family gathers round
yeah my hometown, you'd better come up cuz we ain't goin' down
you'd better come up
We gonna work that line
Never give up
We can give that time
We'll never give up
You won't find what you need at the end of the rope
You can get knocked down but dont give up hope
In....
Chorus:
oh my hometown where the truck wheels roll to shotgun sound
hey my home town where the fires always burnin when the family gathers round
yeah my hometown, you'd better come up cuz we ain't goin' down
you'd better come up