The Place Where I Grew Up
I went back home for a visit
After many, many years
Makes me wanna cry
Makes me wanna cry
Some painful, painful tears
For these streets
These empty streets
Of my hometown
People used to hustle
People used to bustle
Every now and then
Someone would tussle
Can this be the place
My hometown
Where I grew up
Where's the old corner store
With the bright colored door
Mama used to say
We're outta milk
Go get some more
Now the door is gone
Just an empty parking lot
Last I heard
That's where someone got shot
For these streets
These empty streets
Of my hometown
People used to hustle
People used to bustle
Every now and then
Someone would tussle
Can this be the place
My hometown
Where I grew up
This place used to have a vibe
People walkin', people talkin'
This place was alive
It didn't survive
Don't you know
Right over there
I made my first dollar
I kissed my first girl
For these streets
These empty streets
Of my hometown
People used to hustle
People used to bustle
Every now and then
Someone would tussle
Can this be the place
My hometown
Where I grew up
Now a ghost town through and through
Most of the families moved on
I guess I did too
For these streets
These empty streets
Of my hometown
After many, many years
Makes me wanna cry
Makes me wanna cry
Some painful, painful tears
For these streets
These empty streets
Of my hometown
People used to hustle
People used to bustle
Every now and then
Someone would tussle
Can this be the place
My hometown
Where I grew up
Where's the old corner store
With the bright colored door
Mama used to say
We're outta milk
Go get some more
Now the door is gone
Just an empty parking lot
Last I heard
That's where someone got shot
For these streets
These empty streets
Of my hometown
People used to hustle
People used to bustle
Every now and then
Someone would tussle
Can this be the place
My hometown
Where I grew up
This place used to have a vibe
People walkin', people talkin'
This place was alive
It didn't survive
Don't you know
Right over there
I made my first dollar
I kissed my first girl
For these streets
These empty streets
Of my hometown
People used to hustle
People used to bustle
Every now and then
Someone would tussle
Can this be the place
My hometown
Where I grew up
Now a ghost town through and through
Most of the families moved on
I guess I did too
For these streets
These empty streets
Of my hometown
Credits
Writer(s): David Koehler
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