You wake up one morning and it's passed you by.
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You don't know when and you don't know why.
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You feel like an old memory hangin' round.
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And man, you've gotta face it, it's a young man's town.
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You knew this day was comin' all along.
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So why bitch and moan and say they done you wrong?
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Just teach 'em what you know an' pass it on down,
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'Cause man, you gotta face it, it's a young man's town.
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CHORUS
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It's a young man's town,
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Full of young man's dreams.
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And all God's children gotta learn to spread
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their wings.
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Sometimes you gotta stand back,
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And watch 'em burn it to the ground,
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Even though you built it, it's a young man's
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town.
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You always seem to be the last to know.
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Man, that's just the way that the story goes.
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There's nothin' you can do when the fields have turned brown.
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Man, you gotta face it, it's a young man's town.
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CHORUS
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Sometimes you gotta stand back,
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And watch 'em burn it to the ground.
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Even though you built it, it's a young man's town.
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Young Man's Town
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| Vince Gill |
