"Small Town Hero" lyrics
"Small Town Hero"
High school, high school, college too
Church on Sunday, learn the Golden Rule
Cause the devil he might get you before he gets through
He might get you before he gets through
Small town hero, baseball team
Loudmouth nosey, although never says a thing
Tries to get some lovin' with his high school ring
Tries to get it with his high school ring
He's always talking 'bout the things he's gonna do
Goes round breakin' little guys in two
Somebody gonna get him before he gets through
Bound to get him before he gets through
Cheerleaders, cheerleaders, yeah yeah yeah
Rah rah rah, you got nothin' to tell
Always in your seat before you heard the bell
That bell, it don't ring no more
Mommy, mommy, what went wrong?
Too late for questions, now you're on your own
Mommy's broke down, and your daddy's gone
They just couldn't make it work no more
High school, high school, college too
Church on Sunday, learn the Golden Rule
'Cause the devil, he might get you before he gets through
He might get you before he gets through
Writer(s): Michael David Fuller
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- Blaze Foley Lyrics
live album:
"Live At The Austin Outhouse" (1999)
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