אקורדים לשיר My Hometown של Bruce Springsteen

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I was eight years old
And running with a dime in my hand
To the bus stop to pick
Up a paper for my old man
I'd sit on his lap
In that big old Buick
And steer as we drove through town
He'd tousle my hair
And say, "son,
Take a good look around"
This is your hometown
This is your hometown
This is your hometown
This is your hometown"
In '65 tension was running high
At my high school
There was a lot of fights
Between the black and white
There was nothing you could do
Two cars at a light
On a Saturday night
In the back seat there was a gun
Words were passed
In a shotgun blast
Troubled times had come
To my hometown
To my hometown
To my hometown
To my hometown
Now Main Street's
Whitewashed windows
And vacant stores
Seems like there ain't nobody
Wants to come down here no more
They're closing down
The textile mill
Across the railroad tracks
Foreman says
"these jobs are going, boys
And they ain't coming back
To your hometown
To your hometown
To your hometown
To your hometown"
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"

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