Hate Lives In A Small Town(Cavaco chords)

	        

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If you're headin' down the highway, down about route ten 
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Get off on the last exit and take it around the bend 
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You'll find a small town 
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But don't go hangin' around 
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'Cos hate lives in a small town 
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 'Least that's what I have found 

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The moms are in the kitchens, and they're baking pies 
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They smell so good, they're made to cover up the smell of lies 
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They're in a small town 
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But pies don't cure all ills 
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And hate lives in a small town 
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 That's why those moms take pills 

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Well, I went to the big city 
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And everyone was wearing black 
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If they saw that in my home town 
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  They wouldn't stand for that 
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I saw kids all covered in tattoos 
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With Mohawks and purple hair 
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But what really struck me 
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 Was no one seemed to care 

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The Knights they beat the Badgers when they played down in a square 
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But they saved the biggest beating for a kid with longish hair 
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They're in a small town 
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That kid was me one year 
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'Cos hate lives in a small town 
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 More so if you seem queer 

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The pastors in the pulpit, preachin' righteous lies 
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And the congregation, they don't know he slept with all their wives 
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They're in a small town 
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And it's clear clear to see 
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That hate lives in a small town 
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 As does adultery 

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Well, I went to the big city 
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With my clothes in a pack 
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When I got off at the station 
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  There was no turning back 
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I met freaks and creeps and weirdos  
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Loose women and some geeks 
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And they were the nicest gosh darn people 
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 I'd ever hope to meet 

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When you roll into a small town, they're nice as they can be 
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But at night they put on sheets and hang your sad ass from a tree 
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They're in a small town 
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Don't dare be different 
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'Cos hate lives in a small town 
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 Unless you're just like them 

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So if you're livin' in a small town and you feel you're in a vice 
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Buy yourself a ticket, kid, hell, just take my advice 
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And leave the small town 
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Be quick as you can be 
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Get out of that small town 
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 And you'll be free like me 


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Written by Aurelio Voltaire Hernandez