Текст: Aaron Lewis. Town Line. The Story Never Ends.

Another two months on the road
Just two more miles, I'll be home to what I know
Where things move a little slower
And people always wave goodbye and say hello

And the maples on this road, they must be 300 years old
Just imagine all the stories they could tell
Of the tractors and the cars all coming home from Liston's bar
And the country folk just out to raise some hell, to raise some hell

This is my home, this is where I belong
Where my daughter's go to school, where opinion's are strong
Where my neighbors are my friends and the story never ends

So I just hit ground and keep on running
All of yesterday has come and gone
And so you try and pick up all the pieces
Put it all back the way they did belong

Well, the next thing that you know it's time to play another show
I'm leaving outta here just after dawn
Ain't it good to know that no matter where you go
That this town has got your back when you are gone, when you are gone

And this is my home, this is where I belong
Where my daughter's go to school, where opinions are strong
And my Amendment rights, keep me safe at night
Where my neighbors are my friends and the story never ends

This is my home, this is where I belong
Where my daughters go to school, where opinions are strong
Where my Amendment rights, keep me safe at night
Where my neighbors are my friends and the story never ends
Where the story never ends

Another two months on the road
Just two more miles, I'll be home to what I know