| Song | Hero in Your Own Hometown |
| Artist | Mary Chapin Carpenter |
| Album | A Place in the World |
| 作词 : Carpenter | |
| (Mary Chapin Carpenter) | |
| We were born during the boom times, played house down in the bomb shelter | |
| Suffered through the wonder years, and silence at the dinner hour | |
| But once upon a summertime, out behind the old garage | |
| We were buzzing on midnight, Luckys and Rolling Rock | |
| Thinking we were heroes in our own hometown | |
| Nothing less than heroes in that old hometown | |
| Some married on a day in June, some disappeared without a trace | |
| And some of us are still at large, still searching for a better place | |
| But once upon another time, it didn't matter what they said | |
| Didn't matter if we fell behind, we'd still come out ahead | |
| Cause we believed in heroes in that old hometown | |
| Hey, you could be a hero in your own hometown | |
| Now I'm long away and very far, from gazing at an evening sky | |
| From wishing on a shooting star, from thinking that a heart can't lie | |
| This world is gonna wear you thin, knot you up and spin you round | |
| This world will take it's aim, call you every name, trying to bring you down | |
| Everything seems so clear when you're looking back from such a distance | |
| When the road not taken disappears into the path of least resistance | |
| But once upon a time oh so long ago | |
| Underneath this same old sky every brand new road | |
| Would know that we were heroes in our own hometown | |
| Nothing less than heroes in that old hometown | |
| We still loved a hero in our own hometown | |
| Baby you could be a hero in your own hometown |
| zuò cí : Carpenter | |
| Mary Chapin Carpenter | |
| We were born during the boom times, played house down in the bomb shelter | |
| Suffered through the wonder years, and silence at the dinner hour | |
| But once upon a summertime, out behind the old garage | |
| We were buzzing on midnight, Luckys and Rolling Rock | |
| Thinking we were heroes in our own hometown | |
| Nothing less than heroes in that old hometown | |
| Some married on a day in June, some disappeared without a trace | |
| And some of us are still at large, still searching for a better place | |
| But once upon another time, it didn' t matter what they said | |
| Didn' t matter if we fell behind, we' d still come out ahead | |
| Cause we believed in heroes in that old hometown | |
| Hey, you could be a hero in your own hometown | |
| Now I' m long away and very far, from gazing at an evening sky | |
| From wishing on a shooting star, from thinking that a heart can' t lie | |
| This world is gonna wear you thin, knot you up and spin you round | |
| This world will take it' s aim, call you every name, trying to bring you down | |
| Everything seems so clear when you' re looking back from such a distance | |
| When the road not taken disappears into the path of least resistance | |
| But once upon a time oh so long ago | |
| Underneath this same old sky every brand new road | |
| Would know that we were heroes in our own hometown | |
| Nothing less than heroes in that old hometown | |
| We still loved a hero in our own hometown | |
| Baby you could be a hero in your own hometown |