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[Verse 1]
I was eight years old
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
He'd tousle my hair and say
Son, take a good look around
[Chorus]
This is your hometown
This is your hometown
This is your hometown
This is your hometown
[Verse 2]
In '65 tension was running high
At my high school
There was a lot of fights 'tween the black and white
There was nothing you could do
Two cars at a light on a Saturday night
In the back seat was a gun
Words were passed, a shotgun blast
Troubled times had come
[Chorus]
To my hometown
To my hometown
To my hometown
To my hometown
[Verse 3]
Now Main Street's whitewashed windows
And vacant stores
Seems like no one wants
To come down here no more
Thеy're closing down the textilе mill
Across the railroad tracks
Foreman said these jobs are going
They ain't coming back
[Chorus]
To your hometown
To your hometown
To your hometown
To your hometown
[Verse 4]
Last night me and Kate, we laid in bed
Talking ‘bout getting out
Packing up our bags and maybe
Headin’ south
I'm thirty-five, we got a boy
Of our own now
Last night I sat him up behind the wheel, said
Son take a good look around
[Chorus]
This is your hometown
This is your hometown
This is your hometown
This is your hometown
My Hometown was written by Bruce Springsteen.
My Hometown was produced by Mark Bingham.
Peter Stampfel released My Hometown on Fri Feb 05 2021.