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strong
Their passion and their glory
is knowing where they belong

Born to stay, they've made their choices
Built to last, hometown boys
Raise a little

ain't took any L's
Still only really feel the pressure that I put on myself
Tryna do this independent gotta put on myself
Need that hometown glory like

for my Hometown Glory, Adele
Po' out the 40 for the homies who fell
Stories to tell and the plaques on the wall
Trophies on trophies on trophies, I want

There Only Was One Choice

Harry Chapin

Dance Band on the Titanic

1977

This boy is staying acoustic 

There's Seeger singing in his heart 
He hopes his songs will somehow start 
To heal the cracks that split apart

behind. She's at home now. Peace unrecognized. Peace eludes me. I'll run after it for life. The lightning pain shoots through my mind. Alone, is it by

of the story
Niggas wanna hear a nigga chat like it's Maury
Fuck that, you niggas better bask in my glory
They call me to slide through the store cah I'm so

is contested 
I cannot live with them regrets therefore my time is precious 
So when I'm old and gray and thinking bout my glory days 
It don't make me

I'd like to tell a story if you folks wouldn't mind

But this one is true and it really happened in that little hometown of mine

There was a kind

I Uncle John

Hank Williams, Jr.

Luke the Drifter, Jr.

1969

I'd like to tell a story if you folks wouldn't mind
But this one is true and it really happened in that little hometown of mine
There was a kind

lives
We were born and raised in a summer haze
Bound by the surprise of our glory days

I hate to turn up out of the blue, uninvited
But I couldn't stay

a story
I want a story
I wanna taste every moment
Live all the passion know all the glory
I wanna feel every heartbeat
I wanna chase all of my dreams

1. Remember Me
by Erik Norlander

Do you remember 
Once upon a time
We walked on golden sands
We had it our way, the world was a highway
All at our

the limelight we live fine were refine where we climb
We all come back, a hometown glory

Let's travel back to your hometown
Where you were stuck in a rut
And everything led to meltdowns
'Cause all your systems corrupt
They'd start you

team fired up and the tailgate down 
 
V2:
Solo cups spilling on our cornhole game
Telling old stories ‘bout the glory days
Worn out jerseys signed by