They say don't always stay the way you want it, You might find yourself wondering where you are, That old town that you grew up in seems so different, to where you went to school and that first car, And all the street lights they put in caused the traffic, And every mile down road's got 2 more lanes, See that standing high, That's where that old Texaco used to stand, And fill up on Friday nights
Living in this down town, No it like the way I know it, See it now to the way it once was, Driving it's hard to think about what it was like, And all of my time in this down town
That old house you grew up in changed it's color, And in the carport a car you've never seen, Down the street and to the park you played ball at, Well they ripped up and paved the ground big machines
Living in this torn town, No it aint like the way I it, See it now to the way it once was, Driving it's hard to think about what it was like, And all of my time in torn down town
I I could, I I could, If I go on back you know I would, I wish I could turn it all around, In this torn town
Living in this torn town, No it aint like the way I it, See it now to the way that it was, Driving 'round it's hard to think what it was like, And all of my time in this torn town (Yeah all of my time) Said all of my time in this torn down
Everything 'round here's man, This place aint it used to be, It's what a couple years can do, It's changed this small town and I it back