| The old homestead where your mama was raised is gone
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| Those hills we all remember as mountains don’t seem so tall
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| Anything that doesn’t move is covered with vines and rust
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| But oh, there’s no Changin' us
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| There’s a lot more city than country now in my hometown
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| And the black and white of what’s wrong and right has been watered down
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| That road was gravel now it’s blacktop
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| But oh, there’s no Changin' us
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| 'Cause I still love you the way I did back then
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| And you love me the same way you did when
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| We said we would and you know we did
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| 'Cause we always have and we always will
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| They say that everything changes and it does
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| But oh, there’s no changin' us
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| One day the lines on my face will reveal my age
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| And this story we’re writing will come to the very last page
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| You know the hungry hands of time won’t ever get enough
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| But oh, there’s no changin' us
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| Oh, there’s no changin' usa |