Bruce Springsteen – My Hometown (Guitar Acoustic)

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G : 320001 (Bruce lifts his finger from the A string to re-create the melody from the studio recording)

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I was eight years old and running with a dime in my hand

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Into the bus stop to pick up a paper for my old man

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I'd sit on his lap in that big old Buick and steer as we drove through town

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He'd tousle my hair and he'd say son take a good look around

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This is your hometown, this is your home town

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This is your hometown, this is your home town

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In '65 tension was running high at my high school

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There was a lot of fights between the black and white / there was nothing you could do

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Two cars at a light on a Saturday night, in the back seat there was a gun

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Words were passed, a shotgun blast / troubled times had come

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To my hometown, to my home town,

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To my hometown, to my home town

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Now Main Street's whitewashed windows and vacant stores

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Seems like there ain't nobody wants to come down here no more

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They're closing down the textile mill across the railroad tracks

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Foreman says these jobs are going boys and they ain't coming back

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To your hometown, to your home town,

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To your hometown, to your home town

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Last night me and Kate, we laid in bed talking about getting out

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Packing up our bags, maybe heading south

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I'm thirty-five, we got a boy of our own now

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Last night I sat him up behind the wheel and said son take a good look around

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This is your hometown...