In my little town I grew up believ--ing God keeps his eye on us all And he used to lean upon me As I pledged allegiance to the wall Lord I recall My little town
Coming home after school Flying my bike past the gates Of the factories My mom doing the laundry Hanging our shirts In the dirty breeze
And after it rains There's a rainbow And all of the colors are black It's not that the colors aren't there It's just imagin-ation they lack Everything's the same Back in my little town Nothing but the dead and dying Back in my little town Nothing but the dead and dying Back in my little town
In my little town I never meant nothin' I was just my fathers son Saving my money Dreaming of glory Twitching like a finger On the trigger of a gun Leaving nothing but the dead and dying Back in my little town Repeat and fade: Nothing but the dead and dying Back in my little town
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