| I’d know the smile anywhere
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| That same old shine you used to wear
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| I can see you made some changes
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| Those changes done you good
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| It’s good to see you back here
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| Back in our old neighborhood
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| How are those lights out in Nashville?
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| Is that dream still burning still?
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| Cause when you set out for something
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| You set out to do it well
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| At least I can say I loved you once
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| Back when you were someone else
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| Well you moved up in your world
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| Well I stayed here in mine
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| You gave this town a story
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| And I lived every line
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| And there’ll always be a front porch light
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| If your star no longer shines
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| Then come on down from your world
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| There’s always room in mine
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| Well I know they made a name for you
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| Out there in Tennessee
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| But to me you’re Becky Johnson
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| From 109 Maple Street
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| Well you moved up in your world
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| Well I stayed here in mine
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| You gave this town a story
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| And I lived every line
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| And there’ll always be a front porch light
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| If your star no longer shines
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| Then come on down from your world
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| There’s always room in mine
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| Yeah, come on down from your world
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| There’s always room in mine |