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I was dAriving through my hometown
I was justD kinda killin' timAe
When I seen a face staring out of black velvet painting
From the Ewindow of the five andD dimeA
I couldn't quite recall the name
BDut the pose looked familiaAr to me
So I asked the salesgirl, "Who was that man
Between the dEoberman and BruceA Lee?"
She said, "Just aD local heroA"
"DLocal hero," she said with a sAmile
"Yeah Da local herAo he used Dto live here for Aa whileA." D A D
I met a Astranger dressed in black
At the train station
He Dsaid, "Son your soul canA be saved"
There's beautiful women nights of low livin'
And some dEangerous money to bDe madAe
There's a big town 'cross the whiskey line
And if weD turn the right cardsA up
They make us boss the devil pays off
And them Efolks that are real hAard up
They get theirD local herAo
Yeah, Dsomebody with the rightA style
They get their Dlocal herAo
SoDmebody with just the right sAmileA D A D
Well I learned my job I Alearned it well
Fit mDyself with religion and a sAtory to tell
First thDey made me the king then Athey made me pope
DWell, then they brought the ropAe D A D A D
I woke to Aa gypsy girl sayin', "Drink this"
Well my hDands had lost all seAnsation
These days I'm feeling all right
'Cept I cEan't tell my courge froDm my desperatiAon
From the tainted chalice
Wel ID drunk some heady wiAne
Tonight I'm layin' here
But there's something in my ear
Sayin' Ethere's a little town just bAeneath the floodline
Needs aD local heAro
Yeah, sDomebody with the right Astyle
Lookin' for a Dlocal herAo
Yeah, sDomeone with the right sAmile
Lookin' for a Dlocal heAro, yeahD somebody woth the rigAht smile
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