| Song | This Town |
| Artist | Gretchen Peters |
| Album | Circus Girl: The Best of Gretchen Peters |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| this town is a lot like me | |
| sadder and wiser than it used to be | |
| a little sprawled out, a little rundown | |
| i wonder what’s gonna become of this town | |
| this town has its highs and lows | |
| and a hole in the middle where nobody goes | |
| people come through but they don’t hang around | |
| nobody wants to get to the heart of this town | |
| this town has its own sweet charms | |
| open your heart and it’ll open its arms | |
| take you by the hand and show you around | |
| there’s still a lot of life left in this town | |
| all that i can see is lovers kissing in the street | |
| swaying to the beat of a rusty radio | |
| all that i can hear another late night symphony | |
| the sound of traffic moving like an undertow | |
| this town can’t get no rest | |
| everybody thinks that they know best | |
| they’re either building it up or they’re tearing it down | |
| they can’t seem to love it like it is, this town | |
| all i wanna do tonight is kiss you in the street | |
| swaying to the beat of a rusty radio | |
| all i wanna do is feel your arms around me too | |
| pullin on my body like an undertow | |
| this town is a lot like me | |
| a little coat of paint & some TLC | |
| and she’ll light right up if you come around | |
| you know that you never wanna leave this town |
| this town is a lot like me | |
| sadder and wiser than it used to be | |
| a little sprawled out, a little rundown | |
| i wonder what' s gonna become of this town | |
| this town has its highs and lows | |
| and a hole in the middle where nobody goes | |
| people come through but they don' t hang around | |
| nobody wants to get to the heart of this town | |
| this town has its own sweet charms | |
| open your heart and it' ll open its arms | |
| take you by the hand and show you around | |
| there' s still a lot of life left in this town | |
| all that i can see is lovers kissing in the street | |
| swaying to the beat of a rusty radio | |
| all that i can hear another late night symphony | |
| the sound of traffic moving like an undertow | |
| this town can' t get no rest | |
| everybody thinks that they know best | |
| they' re either building it up or they' re tearing it down | |
| they can' t seem to love it like it is, this town | |
| all i wanna do tonight is kiss you in the street | |
| swaying to the beat of a rusty radio | |
| all i wanna do is feel your arms around me too | |
| pullin on my body like an undertow | |
| this town is a lot like me | |
| a little coat of paint some TLC | |
| and she' ll light right up if you come around | |
| you know that you never wanna leave this town |
| this town is a lot like me | |
| sadder and wiser than it used to be | |
| a little sprawled out, a little rundown | |
| i wonder what' s gonna become of this town | |
| this town has its highs and lows | |
| and a hole in the middle where nobody goes | |
| people come through but they don' t hang around | |
| nobody wants to get to the heart of this town | |
| this town has its own sweet charms | |
| open your heart and it' ll open its arms | |
| take you by the hand and show you around | |
| there' s still a lot of life left in this town | |
| all that i can see is lovers kissing in the street | |
| swaying to the beat of a rusty radio | |
| all that i can hear another late night symphony | |
| the sound of traffic moving like an undertow | |
| this town can' t get no rest | |
| everybody thinks that they know best | |
| they' re either building it up or they' re tearing it down | |
| they can' t seem to love it like it is, this town | |
| all i wanna do tonight is kiss you in the street | |
| swaying to the beat of a rusty radio | |
| all i wanna do is feel your arms around me too | |
| pullin on my body like an undertow | |
| this town is a lot like me | |
| a little coat of paint some TLC | |
| and she' ll light right up if you come around | |
| you know that you never wanna leave this town |