I was driving through Lewistown tonight and I saw these people walking down the street with baby strollers and smoking cigarettes with so many tattoos on their body I couldn't tell if they were human or if I was looking at graffiti on the a wall. I thought to myself I got to get out of this town.
I got to get out of this town
Before it brings me down
I got to run away from all the trouble I found
I wanna see the sunrise without seeing a house
Before I die I got to get out of this town.
So I wrote that little number, in a real country style ballad hoping it would just explain the need I feel to get out before I go insane. The longer I stay the deeper I sink into all the losers and people who roam around and I will be shot before I ever stay around here.
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