Fussin’ Over Fate

Lyrics

Hometown ain't the same As it used to be Mom's still here Lord my childhood friends have moved away And the trees have grown stronger The dirt roads ain't no longer The grand kids love to come and play Ball hoop in the driveway Willow in the yard Garden out the back gate and a Labrador Yeah my hometown ain't the same As it used to be Ain't no use in fussin' over fate My hometown ain't the same As it used to be Field parties on Fridays Fires by the creek Shoulder tappin' Marlboros Fist fighting at the tunnel Hangovers at church on Sunday morning Ball hoop in the driveway Willow in the yard Garden out the back gate and a Labrador Yeah my hometown ain't the same As it used to be Ain't no use in fussin' over fate Over fate (over fate) Ain't no use in fussin' over fate Ball hoop in the driveway Willow in the yard Garden out the back gate and a Labrador Yeah my hometown ain't the same As it used to be Ain't no use in fussin' over fate