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In this kind of town people stay together Nobody leaves unless they leave forever But then again, they don't really leave 'Cause deep down inside of me I know Heaven's gotta be This kind of town In this kind of town we know how to fix it We know how to make it, we know how to mix it Friday night lasts all weekend long We crank it up loud and sing a little song about This kind of town We work hard, play hard Take our paychecks straight to the Walmart Girls will out drank you Boys will out Hank you Tie a yellow ribbon on a tree to say thank you Sunday morning rolls around We walk up the aisle and kneel down We look around at all we've been given And we thank God to be living in This kind of town (whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa) In this kind of town there's peanuts in a bottle The old men ramble at the brand new McDonald's SongtexteTalk about the war and the football team Saying Lordy me I never thought I'd live to see this kind of town We work hard, play hard Take our paychecks straight to the Walmart Girls will out drank you Boys will out Hank you Tie a yellow ribbon on a tree to say thank you Sunday morning rolls around We walk up the aisle and kneel down We look around at all we've been given And we thank God to be living in This kind of town No it ain't everything but let me tell you, it's everything In this kind of town people stay together Nobody leaves unless they leave forever But then again they don't really leave 'Cause deep down inside of me I know Heaven's gotta be This kind of town (whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa) This kind of town (whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa) Aus Songtexte Mania