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I wanna tell you my hometown
It's a dusty old jewel in the Puget Sound
Well, the factories and the timbers all cut down
And life goes by slow in

they laugh when they hear you're from my town
They say a sour and used up old place
I defended its honor, off the putdowns
You know that you're poor Tacoma

The buildings are like ghettos or ghostowns
It gives me a chill to think what was
I can't seem to fathom the dark of my
I my own in Tacoma

There was nothing to put me in love with the life
I'm in league with the the gangs and the and the crime
There was no hollow promise life would reward you
was nowhere to hide in Tacoma

People who built it, loved it like I do
There was hope in the yards that something inspired
was I on it but it's been painted shut
I found passion for in Tacoma

Well, I don't it home much, I sadly neglect you
But that's how you it away from the world
God bless California, way for the Wal-Mart
I hope they don't find you