This Old Town

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This old town should've burned 
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down in 1929
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That's when we stood in line
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Waiting for our soup
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Swallowing our pride
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This old town should've burned 
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down in 1931
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When the rain refused to come
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Air filled up our bellies
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Dust filled up our lungs
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And we thought our time had come
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[Chorus]
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This old town was built by hand
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In the dust bowl of the Mother 
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land
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There must be rock beneath this sand
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Oh, I'll be damned
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This town still stands

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[Verse]
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This old town should've burned 
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down in 1944
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When the last men went to war
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They came back different
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If they came back at all
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This old town should've burned 
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down in 1956
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That's when the twister hit
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And all our hopes were buried
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Beneath the boards and bricks
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And we almost called it quits
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[Chorus]
          D         E       A
This old town was built by hand
        D        E        A      
In the dust bowl of the Mother 
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land
              Dbm      D
There must be rock beneath this sand
Bm
Oh, I'll be damned
E                 A
This town still stands


[Bridge]
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Somewhere in the distance
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The city lights do shine
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The sidewalks gleam with neon dreams
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That call from time to time
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When my children's children
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Ask me why I didn't go
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They say the heart of any town
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Is the people that you've known
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They'll always call you home
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[Chorus]
          D         E       A
This old town was built by hand
        D        E        A      
In the dust bowl of the Mother 
E                    Gbm
land
              Dbm      D
There must be rock beneath this sand
Bm
Oh, I'll be damned
E                 A
This town still stands