Stranger In My Own Hometown

I'm like a stranger

Stranger in my own hometown

I'm like a stranger

Stranger in my own hometown

Some folks I've known since my childhood

Just don't seem to want me around

I came home with good intentions

About five or six years ago, I did

I came home with good intentions

Just about five or six years ago

But my hometown won't accept me

And I just don't feel welcome here no more, no

Play it

Play it

I know

Now look here

I built a house on a hilltop

'Cause, you see, I'm a family man

I work hard in my kind of business

Doing the very best I can

Now, I don't mistreat nobody

And they'll lie if they say I do

And I realize that there are some here that like me

But they're so very, very few

I'm like a stranger

Stranger in my own hometown

My so-called friends stopped being friendly

But they can't keep a good man down, oh no

I'm like a stranger

Stranger in my own hometown—and I don't like it

I'm a stranger

Stranger in my own hometown

'Cause my so-called friends stopped being friendly

But they can't keep a good man down

Can't keep a good man down