The lakes and pines they bleed of beauty and grace
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And the rivers they run wild like an endless race
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The forests soar so high then fall to the sea
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As church bells ring and sing in harmony
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I heard them say they're shuttin' Detroit down
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But I won't leave cuz' this is my hometown
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And it's times like these we can't replace
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It's times like these we must embrace
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And even though it's bittersweet and brings us to our knees
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It makes us who we are, in times like these
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The concrete and steel stand strong against the wind
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With the memories of what was and what has been
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The sounds of sweet soul music and blue-collar blues
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There were 17 colors for a Chevy all red white and blue
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I heard them say that you can't save that town
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But I won't leave, I will stand my ground
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And it's times like these we can't replace
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It's times like these we must embrace
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And even though it's bittersweet and brings us to our knees
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It makes us who we are, in times like these
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[Solo]
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The ice and snow give way to a new spring bloom
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In the wake that hope and faith they will be home soon
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A new day dawns as the good Lord shines from above
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Cuz in the rubble and rust there remains a whole lotta love
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And I was here watchin' it all go down
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And I'll still be, when it comes back around
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And it's times like these we can't replace
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It's times like these we must embrace
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And even though it's bittersweet and brings us to our knees
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It makes us who we are, in times like these
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It makes us who we are in times like these
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Times Like These
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| Kid Rock |
