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