The banks of the [bad word] through my hometown
As a boy, ran dirt roads, and I scraped my knees
Well they paved the roads eventually
With neon signs and car dealerships and diners 

The soldiers fill the hotels on the weekends
I saw the pretty women as I walked through town 

Well, I moved away soon as I turned sixteen
Figured I was old enough to go and work a job
Well I floated down main street, pools of car lights
overcame me, wishing I was still back home 

The soldiers fill the hotels on the weekends
I saw the pretty women as I walked through town 

Well, Jacksonville's a city with a hopeless streetlight
Seems like you're lucky if it ever change from red to green
I was born in an abundance of inherited sadness
And .50 cent picture frames bought at a five and dime 

I ended up a soldier on the weekend
Looking for a vacancy I wasn't able to find
Somewhere the night sky hangs like a blanket
Shoot it with my cap gun just to make it
Seem like stars