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Bumper to bumper in every lane Red taillights got me driftin' away Big city life got me wishing for small town nights Where main street closes up at five Everybody knows the truck you drive Sometimes those roots go outa sight Then it comes around, whoah oh Can't help needing that hometown healing Where I come from, where I grew up Every back road, every downtown street Calling my name, calling for me Radio up, sun droppin' down Then it comes around Just one little church and a public school Two liquor stores and nothing to do Put a lot of miles on those gravel roads Looking back now, my memories stayed But the fast lane blacktop carried me away Close my eyes and I'm back home Then it comes around, whoah oh Can't help needing that hometown healing Where I come from, where I grew up Every back road, every downtown street Calling my name, calling for me Radio up, sun droppin' down Then it comes around (Whoah oh) Close my eyes I'm turning onto main street (Whoah oh) That one streetlight shining down on me Then it comes around, whoah oh Can't help needing that hometown healing Where I come from, where I grew up Every back road, every downtown street Calling my name, calling for me Radio up, sun droppin' down Then it comes around Then it comes around
Writer(s): Douglas Folkins, Leslie Dolter Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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