| A couple of kids got hit by a Union Pacific train carrying sheet metal and
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| household appliances through the pouring rain
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| They were planning on getting married after graduation, had a little baby girl.
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| Trouble came and shut it down. |
| Things like that ain’t supposed to happen
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| In this quiet town, families are tight
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| Good people, they still don’t deadbolt their doors at night in this quiet town
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| When we first heard opioid stories, they were always in whispering tones.
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| Now banners of sorrow mark the front steps of childhood homes. |
| Parents wept
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| through daddy’s girl eulogies and merit badge milestones with their daughters
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| and sons laying there lifeless in their suits and gowns. |
| Somebody’s been
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| keepin' secrets
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| In this quiet town, they know how to live. |
| Good people who lean on Jesus,
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| they’re quick to forgive in this quiet town
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| Now whenever I’m near the town, I’ll find some reason to give. |
| And I will walk
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| with the dead and the living where I used to live. |
| And every time I see my
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| parents in the prime of their lives, offering their son the kind of love he
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| could never put down. |
| Well, part of me is still that stainless kid. |
| Lucky
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| In this quiet town: salt of the land, hard-working people. |
| If you’re in trouble,
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| they’ll lend you a hand here in this quiet town
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| The first crop of hay is up. |
| School let out, and the sun beats down.
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| Smoke billows from a Sunday train that cries away from a quiet town |