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(oh, oh)
A jump off bridge down off 93
Cigarette burn in Dad's front seat
Six-pack under bleachers on a Friday night
Sunday preacher givin' us the eye
We were there
We lit that fire on it
We spun our tires on it
Up and down every black top road, so everyone would know
We were there
We left our mark on it
And we wrote our names on it
Graffiti painted small town big, so no one would forget
We were there (oh, oh)
Parkin' lots, gettin' high
And 12 gauge shot in every speed limit sign
A garage band concert at the county fair
They shut us down 'cause we played too loud
But we had that crowd just singin'
We were there
We lit that fire on it
We spun our tires on it
Up and down every black top road, so everyone would know
We were there
We left our mark on it
And we wrote our names on it
Graffiti painted small town big, so no one would forget
We were there
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Yeah, we drove through it
Ran through it, lived through it (we were there)
Yeah, we all got chased through it (didn't care)
All I wanted was just to leave
A little hometown history
We were local Kings and Queens
We were there
We lit that fire on it
We spun our tires on it
Up and down every black top road, so everyone would know
We were there
We left our mark on it
And we wrote our names on it
Graffiti painted small town big, so no one would forget
We were there (yeah, we drove through it)
(Ran through it, lived through it)
Oh, we were there (yeah, we all got chased through it)
We were there (all I wanted was just to leave -)
(A little hometown history)
We were there (we were local Kings and Queens)
We were there (oh, oh)
(Oh, oh)