| Half of my high school got too drunk
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| Half of my high school fell in love
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| With the girl next door
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| In their daddy’s Ford
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| Half of my main street’s mini skirts
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| Half of my main street’s dressed for church
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| It could use some rain
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| And a fresh coat of paint
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| Half of my hometown’s still hangin' around
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| Still talkin' about that one touchdown
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| They’re still wearin' red and black
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| Go Bobcats, while the other half
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| Of my hometown they all got out
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| Some went north
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| Some went south
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| Still lookin' for a feelin' half of us ain’t found
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| So stay or leave
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| Part of me will always be
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| Half of my hometown
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| Half of our prom queens cut their hair
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| Half of them think that it ain’t fair
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| The quarterback moved away and never came back
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| Half of my family is happy I left
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| The other half worries I’ll just forget
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| Where I came from
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| Same place where they came from
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| Half of my hometown’s still hangin' around
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| Still talkin' about that one touchdown
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| They’re still wearin' red and black
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| Go Bobcats, while the other half
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| Of my hometown they all got out
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| Some went north
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| Some went south
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| Still lookin' for a feelin' half of us ain’t found
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| So stay or leave
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| Part of me will always be
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| Half of my hometown
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| Half of my hometown
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| Backroads raise us
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| Highways they take us
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| Memories make us wanna go back
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| To our hometown, settle down
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| Talk about that one touchdown
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| Raise some kids in red and black
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| Go Bobcats, while the other half
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| Of my hometown was in the crowd
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| They knew the words
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| They sang them loud
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| And all I wanna do is make them proud
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| Cause half of me will always be
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| Knoxville, Tennessee
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| My hometown
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| My hometown |