Hometown USA

🏡 [Verse 1]

One red light, one worn-out diner,
Preacher prays, and the kids get wilder.
Flags still wave down Main Street South,
But half of us packed up and headed out.

There’s rust on the rails and ghosts in the bleachers,
And we all got scars from hometown preachers.
They sell fried dreams at the county fair—
But no one tells you they don’t go nowhere.

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🎸 [Chorus]

It’s Hometown U.S.A.
Where the pain don’t fade, it just hides away.
We raise our glass to those who stayed,
And bury the names that slipped away.
It ain’t perfect, hell, it’s barely clean—
But it built my bones and burned my wings.
Yeah, I still bleed red, white, and blue…
In Hometown U.S.A.

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🚬 [Verse 2]

Momma’s still workin’ that second shift,
Daddy’s truck don’t run but it still exists.
We drown our dreams in a mason jar—
Raise a toast to a wish that didn’t go far.

Some left and flew, some stayed and broke,
Some found heaven in a backroad toke.
I found a voice in a vinyl crack—
And I ain’t been the same since I never came back.

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🔥 [Bridge – Spoken or Sung]

I miss it every time I leave it…
And hate it when I’m home.
But there’s somethin’ in that dirt
That still claims my bones.

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🎤 [Final Chorus – Bigger, Stronger]

It’s Hometown U.S.A.
Where the saints still sin and the jukebox plays.
We fight like hell, we drink all night,
But we’ll die before we don’t do right.
It ain’t golden, it ain’t clean…
But it taught me loss, and grit, and mean.
So here’s to the ones who made me stay—
In Hometown U.S.A.

Country mixed with southern rock