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CUp on Main St, they built a Ghighway
Changed its Amname to Johnson BouleFvard
Up on CThursday down on GFriday
People askAm me why are things so Fhard
Times been Chard though
From GLaredo to San JaAmcinto
And it?s aF long Gway back Chome G
There?s an Cold train in a stGock yard
It?s like aAm graveyard of things comeF and gone
And the Cwind moves on a Ggravestone
Where the Amnames gone
And everybody Fknows
Times been Chard though
In GLaredo to San JaAmcinto
And it?s aF longG way backC home Am
SomeFtimes you?re sCtanding still Am
And the wind just Fbeats you Cdown
Oh and sAmometimes it?s Gjust so hard
to Dkeep your two feet right there on the Fground G
AmFCAmFCDFGC
Mother?sC faithful
She goes to Gchurch still
Prays on AmSunday
And Mondays Ftoo
Father'sC somewhere
In the Gback field
Thinking out Amloud
That this ain'?t nothingF new
Times been Chard though
From GLaredo to San JaAmcinto
So why don?tF we justG go backAm home
Why don?tF we justG go backF home C G F C
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