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[Intro]
CFCF
[Verse 1]
CF
Walkin' down the street of my little town
CF
All those old, old buildings just a little run down
CAm
Hotels and railroads they've mostly gone to dust
FG
I wonder is it true, what they say about the rest of us.
CF
All of my people, they're outside of town
CF
Underneath those Norway pines in that immigrant ground
CAm
I go out there sometimes and I read the names
FG
I wonder did they look like me, did they feel the same
[Chorus]
FC
About my little town, 'bout my little town
AmF
I guess I didn't, I didn't fall too far from the nest
AmFG
That wide spot in the King of Trails a little bit east of west
FC
That's my little town, that's my little town
[Verse 2]
CF
I sure miss the feelin' of slidin' down Mrs. Meyers' hill
CF
She didn't like it all that much but that was part of the thrill
CAm
Momma didn't like it either, in fact the word she used was no.
FG
I've got the scars to prove I once flew all those years ago.
CF
Just across from great grandpa's house up on Saint Olaf's street
CF
Little norwegian lutheran church and vesper bell so sweet
C
You could feel those ancient rhythms for the day they were a town
FG
For every wayward child it was time to go back home
[Chorus]
FC
In my little town, in my little town
AmF
Well I guess I didn't, I didn't fall too far from the nest
AmFG
That wide spot in the King of Trails a little bit east of west
FC
That's my little town, that's my little town
[Outro]
FC
That's my little town, my little town