| It’s closing time tonight in Harlan
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| Set the alarm, turn out the lights
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| Not a soul out on the sidewalk
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| As she steps into the night
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| Across the parking lot she fumbles
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| In her handbag for the keys
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| Another long day of «thank you’s
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| Yes, ma’am’s» and «May I help you please»
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| Sure didn’t turn out like she planned
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| She thought she’d be a star by now
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| Dodging paparazzi cameras
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| But she’s in Harlan still somehow
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| What happened to the leading lady
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| Living her life upon the stage
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| Still only working as an extra
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| In a film called «Hometown, USA»
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| Now somewhere south of town on 40
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| A Greyhound bus rolls through the night
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| Staring out a greasy window
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| He keeps searching the lights
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| No choice but head back home to Harlan
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| When foreclosure shut him down
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| And after all that he had worked for
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| Just to end up right back in your hometown
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| What happened to the «Ride ‘em cowboy»
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| Living his life out on the range
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| He’s just another hired hand now
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| In a film called «Hometown, USA»
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| Now they don’t know their fate is turning
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| They’re drifting closer in the dark
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| And as he steps in for a quick one She’s already at the bar
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| Tonight her lines will come so natural
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| And he’ll tell tales of trails he rode
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| They’ll fall in love beneath the neon
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| Tonight they’re gonna steal the show
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| Sure didn’t turn out like they planned
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| But now they’ve found their own true way
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| It’s not the big break that they dreamed of
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| But you know they’re gonna be okay
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| It’s not a bad part after all now
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| In a film called «Hometown, USA» |