This Old Town

It's all part of it,
Missing my ride that I'd usually hitch
That's just Tommy being Tommy,
Getting lost in our red and white town

Don't know who started it,
The hole in the fence made our t-shirts rip,
Sneaking in without making a sound,
Just kids on a merry go round, Can't get off, don't wanna be found

And I know, my heart will grow,
With this old town, in this old town
And I hope, my story is told,
With this old town, in this old town

It's still a part of me,
Grew up fast and I rolled up my sleeves,
Standing here where it used to be,
Now that it's dust on the ground, I'm older and younger somehow

And I know, my heart will grow,
With this old town, in this old town
And I hope, my story is told,
With this old town, in this old town

You grow up wanting to leave,
Go some place that you've never seen,
But don't go so far that you can't come back

And I know, my heart will grow,
With this old town, in this old town
And I hope, my story is told,
With this old town, in this old town



Credits
Writer(s): Bill Maybury, Damian Mcginty, Charles Caripides
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