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Summer turns this town to dust
And it don't rain, the farmer's curse
But they break the ground then they make the hay
And it's always gonna be that way
Their old field hands bailey up to the bar
With new tattoos and football scars
They go on and on 'bout the good old days
And it's always gonna be that way
And the young kids still park up on the hill
About two feet under the stars
And the old men stood, take off their hands
And they hold them over their hearts
I still get chills down in my bones
Every time I see your face
And it's always gonna be that way
That little white church is gonna have a crowd
Every time the Sunday rolls around
Yeah, we read the book and we all pray
And it's always gonna be that way
And the young kids still spark up on the hill
About two feet under the stars
And the old men stood, take off their hands
And they hold them over their hearts
I still get chills down in my bones
Every time I hear your name
And it's always gonna be that way
Some people even don't come back
Chase their dreams down a one way track
Maybe I'm all yours, I'm here to stay
And it's always gonna be that way
Yeah, it's always gonna be that way
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