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House of David: The David "Fathead" Newman Anthology (David "Fathead" Newman) · Old Home Town [Collectors' Choice] (Glen Campbell) · Old Home Town (Glen Campbell) · Old Home Town (Glen Campbell) · Old Home Town (Glen Campbell) · The Old Home Place: Bluegrass and Old-Time Mountain Music (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Home [David Harness Mix] (Simply Red) · H-Town to the A-Town (Hutchinson, Hutch) · M-Town 2 H-Town (O.G. Ron C.) · At Town Hall/Mercer & Short: Second Town Hall Concert (Mabel Mercer) – and 90 other albums »


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I never wanted any part of that
I'm proud to say that I love this place
Good ole small town U-S-A

Give me a Saturday night my baby by my side
David
on the sidewalk
By a café where I hope to be working soon
Please come to Boston
She said, "No, David, you come home to me"

And she said
"Hey rambling boy,
on the sidewalk
By a café where I hope to be working soon
Please come to Boston
She said, "No, David, you come home to me"

And she said
"Hey rambling boy,
you've known
They'll always call you home

This old town was built by hand
In the dust bowl of the motherland
There must be rock beneath this sand
Oh I'll
By David Allan Coe

She's hard to get started
She's always so cold
In the mornings I find her -
She's looking so old
There's so many miles
I've been
There's a melody that passes through this town

Words and Music by David Mallett
David Foster lives in Gloucester with his family
Works 'til pay-time, through the day-time, then comes home for tea
Steak and kidney, then with
I had a dog named Banjo and a girl named Muffin
I'd just blew in from Texas and I didn't know nothing
I found my way around this town with a friend
shone in the east and what a dream it was 
In London Town I walked around Piccadilly Circus 

A mass of people movin' here and there I wandered where
"Of David.Annotate Do not compete with the wicked; do not envy those who commit injustice. For like grass they will soon wither, like green
girl standing
In a doorway in the gloom
We’d hardly started talking
The old scenario
And I just let her work me over
Down by the Ohio

River
little town of Bethlehem how still we see Thee lie 
Above Thy deep and dreamless sleep the silent stars go by 
Yet in Thy dark streets shineth
know I feel so good
Feel like ballin' the jack

I drove into town to that old station
Just to meet her old train
My baby said she's a-comin' home
I
that water
When they came up to the shore
Sayin' sorry son this won't be
Dry land here anymore

Yes and my home town
Is a half mile down
It's
Salt of the earth
We like our whiskey strong
Play our music loud
Get things done by the sweat of our brow

Here in cowboy town, yeah cowboy town
That's
know I feel so good
Feel like ballin' the jack

I drove into town to that old station
Just to meet her old train
My baby said she's a-comin' home
I
Bet she had a nigga with her to help her old ass

As James Baldwin says
You can only be destroyed by believing
That you really are what the white
You left me for the bright lights of the town
A country boy set out to see the world
Remember when those city lights shine down
That big old moon
Everything seemed so much larger then
This old town has hardly grown
Has it really been ten long years
Now you're finally comin' home

Comin' home
You've been
the rat race
And these days that's a special way of life

Down home, where they know you by name and treat you like family
Down home, a man's good word
You left me for the bright lights of the town
A country boy set out to see the world
Remember when those city lights shine down
That big old moon
the rat race
And these days that's a special way of life

Down home, where they know you by name and treat you like family
Down home, a man's good word
the rat race
And these days that's a special way of life

Down home, where they know you by name and treat you like family
Down home, a man's good word
'Cause I have found me a home. 

My old red bike
Gets me around
To the bars and the beaches of my town
And there aren't many reasons I would leave
town I used to call my own
Over the years nothin' and no one's grown 
In this place, I used to call my home
The old tree on the hill's still standin'