(x3) In my little town   I grew up believ--ing God keeps His eye on us all And He used to lean upon me   As I pledged allegiance to the wall   Lord I recall My little town Coming home after school   Flying my bike past the gates Of the factories         My mom doing the laundry   Hanging our shirts In the dirty breeze And after it rains There's a rainbow And all of the colors are black It's not that the colors aren't there It's just imagin-ation they lack Everything's the same Back  in my little town                 Nothing but the dead and dying Back in my little town Nothing but the dead and dying Back in my little town In my little town   I never meant nothin' I was just my fathers son         Saving my money   Dreaming of glory   Twitching like a finger On the trigger of a gun Leaving nothing but the dead and dying Back in my little town Nothing but the dead and dying Back in my little town Nothing but the dead and dying Back in my little town Nothing but the dead and dying Back in my little town