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Been there for hours
I'm running late
See the water towers
From the interstate
Looks like a party
At the Rocky Road
When we were younger
And our eyes were clear
We bet the under
On the rear-view mirror
The rolling thunder
Ringing in our ears
Here I am now
Torn and tattered
All mixed up in the
Local crowd
I remember when all that mattered
Was getting older and leaving town
Out in the alley by the parking lot
Cheatwood and Linda
Out taking shots
Not even sneaking
In the broad daylight
There's folding tables
And there's Christmas lights
Somebody told me
You'd be back tonight
Some kid is playing
A Woody Guthrie song
Here I am now
Torn and tattered
All mixed up in the
Local crowd
I remember when all that mattered
Was getting older and leaving town
Porch swing is hanging
From the cottonwood
I turned the corner
And there you stood
Smiled like you used to
And all the world's outside
I'm mostly happy
With the life I chose
But here's a window
That was painted closed
Let's bust it open
While the night's still young
Here I am now
Torn and tattered
All mixed up in the
Local crowd
I remember when all that mattered
Was getting older and leaving town