| Well I’ve been lost in this town
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| Even though I know my way around
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| Didn’t take me long until I found the devil
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| With just one word I knew his voice
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| Is the one I heard in every choice I made
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| Just trying to be a rebel
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| In a small town, in a small town
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| If you jumped off of our front porch
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| You’d land right where the Civil War was fought
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| And it’s never been forgotten
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| It’s twenty miles to the interstate
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| There’s a Burger King and a Motel 8
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| And the only thing between here and there is cotton
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| And Jeffrey prays to Jesus asking him please just help us through one more day
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| Jenny gets high, she wastes her life, but me I just ran away
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| From a small town, from a small town
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| Sometimes it was heaven, sometimes hell
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| Kind of like church, kind of like jail
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| There’s a water tower says 'Welcome to nowhere'
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| As soon as I could I was long gone
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| My jeans were torn and my hair was long
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| Now I can’t believe I want to go back there
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| To a small town, to a small town
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| Jeffrey prays to Jesus asking him please just help us through one more day
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| Jenny gets high, she wastes her life, but me I just ran away
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| But I knew I’d come back some day
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| To a small town, to a small town
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| Oh to a small town, to a small town
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| Whooo-whooo
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| Whooo-whooo
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| Whooo-whooo
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| Whooo-whooo
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| Oh to a small town |