(Nanci Griffith - Keith Carradine)
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We don't live on easy street, but it's home
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Looking out on the open road, where you'll go it alone
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To the last of our simple days, we'll wave good-bye
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Down this road we're grown
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It's Our Very Own
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This is not a one-horse town, we're not alone
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It's somewhere off the beaten track, we're loyal to the bone
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Everybody's got their place, and got their role to play
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We should never change our rules
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'Cause it's our very own
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Youth is but a breath in time
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A cruise around the square
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You swore you'd never be your folks
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And suddenly you're there
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You think you'll choose a different road
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Than the one that you've been shown
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But in the end we're in the square
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And it's our very own
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We don't live on easy street, but it's home
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Looking out on the open road, where you'll go it alone
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To the last of our simple days, we'll wave goodbye
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Down this road we've grown
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It's Our Very Own
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Come December
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Come what may
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We'll recall our simple days
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And we'll always know
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They were our very own
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Our Very Own
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Nanci Griffith |