Theyre Tearin The Labor Camps Down

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I came back to California cause my home was here
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To look up my old sweetheart just for fun
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Mom and Dad had both passed on in two short years
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While my patriotic chores bein’ done

I saw changes all around me and some were good
But I hardly recognized my side of town
They tore down the swingin' casing from the cottowood
And that tree was all that marked familar ground.

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Oh, they're tearin' the labor camps down
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And I feel a little sentimental shame
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Where's a working man gonna live at in this town
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Oh, they're tearin' the labor camps down.

The Hilltop family market had been moved somewhere
And the name was changed to fit the newer homes
The things that I remember were no longer there
And the cabin that my daddy built was gone.