Verse 1:
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I really have a yen, to go back once again
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Back to the place where no-one wears a frown
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To see once more those super special just plain folks
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In my home town
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No fellow could ignore, that little girl next door
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She sure looked sweet in her first evening gown
            F5                B5                 C5
Now there's a charge for what she used to give for free 
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In my home town

Refrain 1:
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I remember Dan, the druggist on the corner 
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He was never mean or ornery, he was swell
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He killed his mother-in-law and ground her up real well
    C5                A+       D5          G5
And sprinkled just a bit over each banana split

Verse 2:
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The guy that taught us math, who never took a bath
     C5                  A5             D5   G5
Acquired a certain measure of renown
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And after school he sold the most amazing pictures
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In my home town
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That fellow was no fool, who taught us Sunday School
     C5                  A5             D5   G5
And neither was our kindly Parson Brown
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[line omitted to avoid prosecution under Communications Decency Act]
   D5 G5   C5    / C#5 /  D5 / G5
In my home town

Refrain 2:
C5   C5     F5
I remember Sam , he was the village idiot
       C5                           C5
Although it seems a pity it was so
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He loved to burn down houses just to watch the glow
    C5                A+       D5          G5
And nothing could be done, because he was the Mayor's son

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The guy that took a knife, and monogrammed his wife
     C5                  A5             D5   G5
Then dropped her in the pond and watched her drown
            F5                B5                 C5
Oh, yes, indeed, the people there are just plain folks
   D5 G5   C5    / C#5 /  D5 / G5
In my home town


Ahhhh... memories!  Sounds just like my own home-town...