Steve Earle - Burnin' It Down lyrics

When I was a boy, there were no limitations
Said my goodbyes at the Greyhound station
Here I am half a mile from where I grew up
In a parking lot sitting in my pick-up truck

And I'm thinking 'bout burnin' it down, boys
Thinking 'bout burnin' it down
Nothing's ever gonna be the same in this town

Ten gallons of gas and a bottle of propane
Electric igniter off my grill
And I still can't
Say for certain that this thing'll blow
But, if it does I'm going to
Be the first one to know

And I'm thinking 'bout burnin' it down, boys
Thinking 'bout burnin' it down
Nothing's ever gonna be the same in this town
I'm thinking 'bout burnin' the Walmart down

Always used to say I'd come back
Some day and settle down
I'm getting old, no place else to go
It's all come unwound

So I'm watching the faces coming and going
Some of them strangers, some that I know and
It doesn't matter how much how long I wait
'Cause the door's always open and
It's never too late

And I'm thinking 'bout burnin' it down, boys
Thinking 'bout burnin' it down
Nothing's ever gonna be the same in this town
I'm thinking 'bout burnin' it down, boys
Thinking 'bout burnin' it down
Nothing's ever gonna be the same in this town
I'm thinking 'bout burnin' the Walmart down
Thinking 'bout burnin' the Walmart down
Thinking 'bout burnin' it down