My Hometown lyrics
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
I'd sit on his lap in that big old Buick and steer as we drove through town
Tousle my hair and say "Son, take a good look around"This is your hometown (x4)
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 backseat there was a gun
Words were passed in a shotgun blast, troubled times had comeIn my hometown (x4)
Now Main Street's 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 backTo your hometown (x4)
Last night me and Kate, we laid in bed talking 'bout 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
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Who is the author of the song My Hometown?
The song My Hometown was written by Bruce Springsteen.
- Who sings the song My Hometown?
The song My Hometown is performed by Bruce Springsteen.