TINO's Music Universe

HOMETOWN

Track 04 from "MY ROCK'N'ROLL SYMPHONY". *All songs written and performed by Tino & T.J:s Music Universe. Acoustic & Electric Guitars, Lap Steele Guitars, Electric Bass-guitars, Electric Pianos & Keyboards & Synths. Drums, Electric Drums, Drum Programming & Percussion. Lead & Backing Vocals. Recorded, Mixed and Mastered by TINO. Produced by TINO.

© 2025 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED.

HOMETOWN

This is the town where I was born

This is the place my shoes were torn

I walk on her lawn

I see my house there on that hill

Could use some paint, but makes me feel

Like time had stood still

I stand in my home-town – remember a small town

Not many passing by

I stand in my home-town – remember a small town

Pictures go flashing by

Trumpets would cry

 

The man in the market place

Would look with a friendly face, and smile

This is the town where I was raised

This is the street we used to play

The kids were okay

We'd never need to lock our door

We had blue carpets on the floor

Right there in the hall

I stand in my home-town – remember a small town

Not many passing by

I stand in my home-town – remember a small town

Pictures go flashing by

Trumpets would cry, trumpets would cry

I remember how Sarah-Jane

Once said we would meet again, someday

 

I stand in my home-town – remember a small town

Not many passing by

I stand in my home-town – remember a small town

Pictures go flashing by

Trumpets would cry

I see no sign on Sarah's door

Guess she don't live around here no more

I knock on her door

She lived in my memory

The dream of what could have been has gone

I stand in my home-town – remember this small town

Not many passing by

I stand in my home-town – remember this small town

Pictures go flashing by

Trumpets would cry – trumpets would cry

I stand in my home-town – remember this small town

I stand in my home-town – remember this small town

I stand in my home-town – remember this small town

Not many passing by

I stand in my home-town – remember this small town

Pictures go flashing by

Trumpets would cry – trumpets would cry

I stand in my home-town – remember this small town

© 2025 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED.

 

 

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