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My home town by the shadows chorded by ross
GMy home toEmwn She Cbig and she’Ams brown ShDe reaches to the skGy above An eveCry where you look she’s all Amaround you
GMy back yEmard CIs dirty an haAmrd DIt never seen a flower grGown SinceC I can testify its noAm garden Gone of these days
GAm gonaC pack my bGags an take Ca train to some Gbig city GWhere tChe lights Gare bright aCn I now all the Ggirls a pretty
GMy home fEmolk WereC raised in tAmhe smoke DOf firy factory chimney stacGks that gave you work But iCn return they choDked you, Gchoked youuuuuuuuuuuuuu
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GWhen a wEmakeup A waCke up in thAme morning DWork all the day till the sun goGes down Gota Csave up all the moneyAm am earning Gota Chave enough to kiss tAmhis town
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GBorrowing books from tEmhe public library TeacChing myself about the woAmrld outside DPictures of sunny plaGces in fife CBe goodbye Amtown
Goodbye Em D Em Am taken A riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiide
GMy mother started crying aEmt the station AskeCd me if I wouldn’t change Ammy mind
DAm afraid the city light Gwere going blind
DThe whistle blows and terminateAms my journey GGo reality is right on tiAmme DThe factory gate closed beGhind meeeeee
GOne of theses days
GAm gonaC pack my bGags an take Ca train to some Gbig city GWhere tChe lights Gare bright aCn I now all the Ggirls a pretty
GOne of these days