Hometown
MC L.E. Lyrics
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Into the bus stop to pick up a paper for my old man
I'd sit on his lap in that big old Buick and steer as we drove through town
He'd tousle my hair and say son take a good look around
This is your hometown
This is your hometown
This is your hometown
This is your hometown
In '65 tension was running high at my high school
There was a lot of fights between the black and white
There was nothing you could do
Two cars at a light on a Saturday night in the back seat there was a gun
Words were passed in a shotgun blast
Troubled times had come
To my hometown
My hometown
My hometown
My hometown
Now Main Street's whitewashed windows and vacant stores
Seems like there ain't nobody wants to come down here no more
They're closing down the textile mill across the railroad tracks
Foreman says these jobs are going boys and they ain't coming back
To your hometown
Your hometown
Your hometown
Your hometown
Last night me and Kate we laid in bed
Talking about getting out
Packing up our bags maybe heading south
I'm thirty five we got a boy of our own now
Last night I sat him up behind the wheel and said son take a good look around
This is your hometown
In Bruce Springsteen's song "Hometown", he takes the listener on a journey through the singer's memories of their town. The first verse depicts a nostalgic view of growing up in the town where the singer's father would take him for rides in his Buick, and encourage him to look around and take it all in. The chorus repeats the phrase "This is your hometown" as a reminder that this place will always hold a special place in their heart.
However, the tone shifts in the second verse as the singer tells of the racial tension that existed in their town during the mid-60s while in high school. The imagery of two cars at a light and a cut to a shotgun blast shows the explosive nature of this conflict. The chorus repeats again, but it feels more like a plea to connect with the place that has changed so much.
The final verse describes the current state of the town, where Main Street's stores are vacant and the textile mill is closing down, taking away many jobs. The lyrics paint a picture of a desolate landscape where people are leaving and abandoning the place they call home. The chorus is repeated one last time, but this time, the singer is passing on the same advice his father gave him to his son. It's a bittersweet reminder that no matter where we go in life, the place we come from and the memories associated with it will always stay with us.
Line by Line Meaning
I was eight years old and running with a dime in my hand
At the age of eight, I ran to the bus stop with a dime in my hand to buy a newspaper for my father
Into the bus stop to pick up a paper for my old man
I would go to the bus stop to buy a newspaper for my dad
I'd sit on his lap in that big old Buick and steer as we drove through town
My dad would let me sit on his lap and steer his big old Buick as we drove through town
He'd tousle my hair and say son take a good look around
My dad would ruffle my hair and tell me to look around and appreciate our hometown
This is your hometown
He would say this every time we drove around town, making sure I knew where I came from
In '65 tension was running high at my high school
In 1965, there was a lot of tension in my high school
There was a lot of fights between the black and white
There were frequent conflicts between the black and white students
There was nothing you could do
The situation was beyond anyone's control
Two cars at a light on a Saturday night in the back seat there was a gun
Two cars stopped at a red light on a Saturday night, and in one car there was a gun in the back seat
Words were passed in a shotgun blast
There was a verbal confrontation that ended in gunfire
Troubled times had come
The town was going through a difficult period
To my hometown
The troubles had affected my hometown
Now Main Street's whitewashed windows and vacant stores
The windows on Main Street are painted white, and many stores are empty
Seems like there ain't nobody wants to come down here no more
It appears that nobody wants to visit our town anymore
They're closing down the textile mill across the railroad tracks
The textile mill on the other side of the railroad tracks is shutting down
Foreman says these jobs are going boys and they ain't coming back
The foreman informed us that these jobs are gone and won't be returning
To your hometown
This loss of jobs is happening in your hometown
Last night me and Kate we laid in bed
Last night, my wife Kate and I were in bed
Talking about getting out
We discussed leaving our hometown
Packing up our bags maybe heading south
We considered packing our bags and moving to the south
I'm thirty five we got a boy of our own now
I am now thirty-five years old, and my wife and I have a son
Last night I sat him up behind the wheel and said son take a good look around
Last night, I sat my son behind the wheel of a car and told him to appreciate our hometown
This is your hometown
I said this to my son, reminding him where he comes from
Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Written by: BRUCE SPRINGSTEEN
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