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Raisin’ hell in Wayne county With a copper on our tail Hopin’ that he drives on by me But knowin’ this town he’ll probably throw us in jail We’re both so paranoid in our hometown There's so much unclaimed baggage at the carousels And though we’re guilty of nothing we feel like fugitives running Towards the Great White North or a border town in Mexico There's former you, there's former me We’re tellin’ tales of revisionist history I remember the days we couldn’t hardly wait to end I was getting fucked up with a high school friend Wonderin’ where all the good times went I was gettin’ fucked up with a high school friend Wonderin’ where all the good times went We left town the minute we turned 18 We moved to different corners of the country Now we come back for holidays and funerals So much has changed but Wayne county’s still the same Drivin’ down 191 There's an old memory of someone Letras de cancionesAs a little white cross just popping out from the bend I was getting fucked up with a high school friend Wonderin’ where all the good times went I was gettin’ fucked up with a high school friend Wonderin’ where all the good times went (Oh oh oh oh oh) Don’t let the overwhelming sorrow shred all hopes of tomorrow Don’t let em tell you how to live your life ‘Cause they may never understand but it’s okay because I do We know all the ups and downs each other have been through I was getting fucked up with a high school friend Wonderin’ where all the good times went I was gettin’ fucked up with a high school friend Wonderin’ where all the good times went (Oh oh oh oh oh) From Letras Mania