Intro: E A A E A A D A E, Esus E E Esus
E A E D
Verse 1:
E A A E A
A D A E
I was eight years old and running with a dime in my hand
Esus E E Esus E
A E D
Into the bus stop to picks up a paper for my old man
E A A E A
D A E
I'd sit on his lap in that big old Buick and steer as we drove through town
Esus E E Esus E
A E D
He'd tousle my hair and he'd say son take a good look around
A D A
E
This is your hometown, this is your home town
Esus E E Esus E
E A E D A
This is your hometown, your hometown , this is your home town
Verse 2:
E A/A E A
D A E
In 65 tension was running high at my high school
Esus E E Esus E E
There was a lot of fights between the black and white
A E D
There was nothing you could do
E A A E A
A D A E
Two cars at a light on a Saturday night in the back seat was a gun
Esus E E Esus E E
Words were passed a shotgun blast
A E D A
Troubled times had come . to my hometown
D A E Esus E E
Esus E E A E
A
My hometown, my hometown, my hometown, my hometown
Chorus:
F#m A
Now Main Street's whitewashed windows and vacant stores
F#m A
Seems like there ain't nobody wants to come down here no more
D A
They're closing down the textile mill across the railroad tracks
D
E
Foreman says these jobs are going boys and they ain't coming back to
E A A E A
D A E Esus E E Esus E E
Your hometown, your hometown, your hometown, your hometown, your hometown
A E D
your hometown
Verse 3:
Last night me and Kate we laid in bed talking about getting out
Packing up our bags maybe heading south
I'm thirty-five we got a boy of our own now
Last night I sat him up behind the wheel and said son take a good look around
This is your hometown
