Your daddy and them been puttin' up pay
That creek bank old still puttin' off shade
Dogs made it all the way to stay
But lost and overtired
Them good old boys still runnin' them roads
Your uncle Joe retired when the mill closed
It's been hot but the beer's cold
At the BFW on a Friday night
And there ain't one day
That you don't cross my mind
Like a southern breeze
And I'll be right here
Waitin' on you to come back to me
And I hope you know
You damn sure make us proud
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In hometown
We all hated to watch you leave
But we knew you were cut out for army fatigues
Cause you've always fought for what you believe
That's why you're over there right now
If it ever gets tough lacing up your boots
Just keep this letter here close to you
And know this prayer's goin' through the room
roof of every little house in this town. There ain't one day that you don't cross my mind like
a southern breeze. And I'll be right here waiting on you to come back to me. And I hope you know
you damn sure make us proud to love your hometown.
When your wheels touch down back here safe and you're in the clear. Buddy I shut down all my streets and everybody's gonna raise a beer. There ain't one day that you don't cross my mind like a southern breeze.
And I'll be right here waiting on you to come back to me. And I hope you know you damn sure make us proud. I hope you know you damn sure make us proud to love your hometown.
Yeah.
And I hope you know you damn sure make us proud to love your hometown.
And I hope you know you damn sure make us proud.