[00:00.00] 作词 : Betts, Case, Connelly, Ramberg ...[00:00.67]I want to tell you about my hometown[00:05.35][00:06.22]It's a dusty old jewel in the South Puget Sound[00:11.09][00:13.22]Well the factories churn and the timbers all cut down[00:18.45][00:19.95]And life goes by slow in Tacoma[00:23.82][00:34.06]People they laugh when they hear you're from my town[00:38.61]They say it's a sour and used up all place[00:42.42][00:43.17]I defended it's honor, shrugged off the put downs[00:48.09]You know that you're poor, from Tacoma[00:51.71][00:54.52]Buildings are empty like ghettos or ghost-towns[00:59.20]It gives me a chill to think what was inside[01:02.76][01:04.20]I can't seem to fathom the dark of my history[01:08.81]I invented my own in Tacoma[01:11.75][01:35.64]There was nothing to put me in love with the good life[01:40.45]I'm in league with the the gangs guns, and the crime[01:45.32]There was no hollow promise that life would reward you[01:49.56][01:50.18]There was nowhere to hide in Tacoma[01:54.18][01:56.92]People who built it they loved it like I do[02:01.29]There was hope in the trainyard of something inspired[02:04.79][02:06.60]Once was I on it, but it's been painted shut[02:11.03]I found passion for life in Tacoma[02:15.27][02:38.25]Well I don't make it home much, I sadly neglect you[02:43.18][02:44.12]But that's how you like it away from the world[02:49.23][02:50.55]God bless California, make way for the Wal-Mart[02:56.03][02:56.85]I hope they don't find you Tacoma