Hero In Your Own Hometown

(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