Where I come from is a land of many islands
Two rivers run to the east and to the west
I wanted to run far away as I could as fast as I could get
But no matter where I've been I can't escape who I am or forget
Where I come from paint is peeling all the time
The winter's long gets into your boots
The river runs high and wild, high and wild in the springtime
The tourists come through our fading little town when the sun shines
The veterans, the veterans of all the past wars
Sit outside on a Sunday afternoon
The mills closed down long ago and so we're way past unemployment
Like a bad joke somebody told on our town for their enjoyment
September sun colors boldly flying
In pretty reds, orange, gold and brown
Most beautiful as the light is dying
Most beautiful as the day goes down
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