I grew up in a small town, and it is always an experience to return home and see how much things have changed, and how much they’ve stayed the same.
AM - vocals, acoustic & electric guitars, harmony vocals
Darrell Sabourin - electric bass
Matthew Bouley - drums
Words & music A. McKnight, ©1993 Waves of Mountains/Catalooch Music, BMI
Verse 1
There's a tan young man on an old John Deere, he's got 600 acres dried up this year,
got a long way to go to his first cold beer tonight,
A young girl's waitin' at the 5 and 10, in a flowered sundress with her hair in the wind,
that she don't have a lover seems like such a sin to me
Verse 2
Louie got back from the military, he's got a tattoo to show his whole family,
week later they found his car wrapped round' a tree, bless me
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It's six in the evening on a Saturday night on the streets of my hometown,
the radio's playin' the same song we heard all summer long down that old quarry road,
you ain't missing nothin' but you still miss it all cause it still is home to me
Verse 3
There's a cold wind blows in October time, and the leaves blow cross' the county line,
and folks think back to a better time of life,
Everyone came to watch the home team play, lost the football game on Thanksgiving Day,
then the whole town met in the church to pray for luck
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Guitar lead
Verse 4
Used to be they'd work in the mill, til the cows came home, til the clock stood still
now they sit on the curb gettin' drunker still all day
Main Street looks just like it did, except the stores all closed and the lights are dead,
but I can still see it etched so clear in my head today
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