James Dean Cotton - Still My Little Home Town

I went back home to check on my folks
'Cause they're both getting on years
On the way out of town, took a slow drive around
To see what had changed or just disappeared

Most of the stores by the four-way were closed, and
The Chevrolet garage is long gone
Grandpa's old house, they finally tore down, and
Spilled all the memories out on the lawn

But when I pulled over, in the shade of an oak
Rolled down the window, and smelled the wood smoke...

The Frosty Treat still serves a nickel ice cream
The freezing rain's still coming down
I'm still dating Evy in my '64 Chevy
And all of my friends are around
Now it might be tattered, bleached out and battered
But it's still my little home town

Factory's gone with the steady day jobs, that kept
Farmers and families fed
So they put in a prison, a heartbreak decision
Now addiction is takin' the kids

The Farmers Exchange is still open on Main
Where my uncle Don used to work
He died at the wheel, asleep in a field
And the owner told Dad that he wasn't the first

But when I pulled over, in the shade of an oak
Rolled down the window, and smelled the wood smoke...

The Frosty Treat still serves a nickel ice cream
The freezing rain's still coming down
I'm still dating Evy in my '64 Chevy
And all of my friends are around
Now it might be tattered, bleached out and battered
But it's still my little home town

And I'm still dating Evy in my '64 Chevy
And all of my friends are around
Now it might be tattered, bleached out and battered
But it's still my little home town

It's still my little, my bittersweet riddle
It's still my little home town

Written by:
James Cotton

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