| She was walking with lover at night,
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| Momma didn’t know where she was nearly started a riot,
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| She called the police to check it out,
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| Took her boyfriend downtown,
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| They thought he was a criminal,
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| Yeah, thought he was a real hard case,
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| But she thought,
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| Oh what do they know anyway,
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| In this town.
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| Was a Friday night football game,
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| Down at the high school stadium,
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| She was a cheerleader with her
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| Quarterback sneaking out behind the bleachers to play,
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| Cause they don’t care what people say in this town,
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| In this town,
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| In this town.
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| Nothing ever changes in this town,
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| The story’s always the same one in this town,
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| And its thank you lord for keeping us safe,
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| And its thank you mother for making us brave.
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| She was a single mother working at a restaurant,
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| Under protective custody,
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| And everyday her boy reminds her of what they lost,
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| By moving away from the city,
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| And she says I know you miss your friends in LA,
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| But at least your father is so far away,
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| From this town,
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| From this town.
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| Nothing ever changes in this town,
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| Oh the story’s always the same one in this town,
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| And its thank you lord for keeping us safe,
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| And its thank you mother for making us brave,
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| For making us brave.
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| And there’s an old man on the front porch swing,
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| And he’s always talking to nobody,
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| But if you ever stop to listen,
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| You might learn a thing or two,
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| Yeah, I’m talking to you.
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| See he once was a young man,
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| And he was holding a young girl’s hand,
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| And they were walking down by the lake in about 1948,
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| And they had a first kiss,
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| Oh with the moon shining down,
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| And they had true love,
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| Oh it really could be found in this town,
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| Oh in this town,
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| Yeah in this town,
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| Yeah in this town.
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| Nothing ever changes in this town,
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| Oh the story’s always the same one in this town,
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| And its thank you lord for keeping us safe,
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| And its thank you mother for making us,
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| Oh for making us brave,
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| For making us brave.
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| In this town,
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| Oh in this town |