Hometown USA - Slaid Cleaves

It’s closing time tonight in Harlan

Set the alarm, turn out the lights

Not a soul out on the sidewalk

As she steps into the night

Across the parking lot she fumbles

In her handbag for the keys

Another long day of «thank you’s

Yes, ma’am’s» and «May I help you please»

Sure didn’t turn out like she planned

She thought she’d be a star by now

Dodging paparazzi cameras

But she’s in Harlan still somehow

What happened to the leading lady

Living her life upon the stage

Still only working as an extra

In a film called «Hometown, USA»

Now somewhere south of town on 40

A Greyhound bus rolls through the night

Staring out a greasy window

He keeps searching the lights

No choice but head back home to Harlan

When foreclosure shut him down

And after all that he had worked for

Just to end up right back in your hometown

What happened to the «Ride ‘em cowboy»

Living his life out on the range

He’s just another hired hand now

In a film called «Hometown, USA»

Now they don’t know their fate is turning

They’re drifting closer in the dark

And as he steps in for a quick one She’s already at the bar

Tonight her lines will come so natural

And he’ll tell tales of trails he rode

They’ll fall in love beneath the neon

Tonight they’re gonna steal the show

Sure didn’t turn out like they planned

But now they’ve found their own true way

It’s not the big break that they dreamed of

But you know they’re gonna be okay

It’s not a bad part after all now

In a film called «Hometown, USA»