Burnin’ It Down

Album cover art for "Burnin’ It Down" by Steve Earle

Steve Earle - Country

Burnin’ It Down

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Duration: 2:58

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[Verse 1] When I was a boy, there were no limitations Said my goodbyes at the Greyhound station Here I am half a mile from where I grew up In a parking lot sitting in my pick-up truck [Chorus] And I'm thinking 'bout burnin' it down, boys Thinking 'bout burnin' it down Nothing's ever gonna be the same in this town [Verse 2] Ten gallons of gas and a bottle of propane Electric igniter off my grill and I still can't Say for certain that this thing'll blow But if it does I'm going to be the first one to know [Chorus] And I'm thinking 'bout burnin' it down, boys Thinking 'bout burnin' it down Nothing's ever gonna be the same in this town I'm thinking 'bout burnin' the Walmart down [Bridge] Always used to say I'd come back some day and settle down I'm getting old, no place else to go, it's all come unwound [Verse] So I'm watching the faces coming and going Some of them strangers, some that I know and It doesn't matter how much how long I wait 'Cause the door's always open and it's never too late [Chorus] And I'm thinking 'bout burnin' it down, boys Thinking 'bout burnin' it down Nothing's ever gonna be the same in this town I'm thinking 'bout burnin' it down, boys Thinking 'bout burnin' it down Nothing's ever gonna be the same in this town I'm thinking 'bout burnin' the Walmart down Thinking 'bout burnin' the Walmart down Thinking 'bout burnin' it down

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  • Steve Earle