| Walkin' with the ghost’s of yesterday
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| Through the streets of my hometown
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| Dusty old papers and memories
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| Like tumbleweeds blowin' around
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| Nothin' but boarded up windows and locks on every door
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| There ain’t nothin' main about Main Street anymore
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| The marquee on the Regal hasn’t changed since '69
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| And that old broken down merry go round’s still in
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| front of the five and dime
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| And that upstairs pool hall’s gone along with the liquor store
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| There ain’t nothin' main about Main Street anymore
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| There was life in this old town
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| There was fighting and loving, winning and losing
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| Drinkin' and crusin' down Main Street in my old Ford
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| There ain’t no going back to the way things were before
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| There ain’t nothin' main about Main Street anymore
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| Big John never came back from Viet Nam
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| His mama died of a broken heart
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| Suzy’s daddy got mean when he drank so her leavin'
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| was the easy part
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| Now I still go down there to look around
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| but I don’t know what I’m lookin' for
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| Cause, there ain’t nothin' main about Main Street anymore
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| There was life in this old town
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| There was fighting and loving, winning and losing
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| Drinkin' and crusin' down Main Street in my old Ford
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| There ain’t no going back to the way things were before
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| There ain’t nothin' main about Main Street anymore
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| There was life in this old town
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| There was fighting and loving, winning and losing
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| Drinkin' and crusin' down Main Street in my old Ford
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| But, there ain’t no going back to the way things were before
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| There ain’t nothin' main about Main Street
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| Nothin' main about Main Street
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| There ain’t nothin' main about Main Street anymore
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| Ohh, nothin' main about Main Street
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| Nothin', nothin' main about Main Street
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| Me and my friends crusin' in my old Ford
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| Yeah, up and down Main Street
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| Main Street |