"Look at this photograph
Everytime I do it makes me laugh
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And this is where I grew up
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And this is where I went to school
Most of the time I had better things to do
Criminal records says I've broke in twice
I must have done it half a dozen times
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Every memory of looking out the back door
I have the photo album spread out on my bedroom floor
It's hard to say it, time to say it
Goodbye, goodbye
Every memory of walking out the front door
I found the photo of the friend that I was looking for
It's hard to say it, time to say it
Goodbye, goodbye
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I miss that town
I miss their faces
You can't erase
You can't replace it
I miss it now
I can't belive it
So hard to stay
Too hard to leave it
If I could I relive those days
I know the one thing that would never change
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