When I was a little child growing up back then
I was happy ‘n proud of where I came from
We’d roam the dry canyon back behind our home
Mama would bake oatmeal cookies and give me some
I felt safe so I’d walk with my friends to school
Our teachers took the time to teach us well
We’d go downtown by ourselves to walk around
On the hour, we’d hear that clock tower bell
I look into your eyes of light turquoise blue
And I feel the love that’s pourin’ from you
And there’s somethin’ I’ve slowly figured out
You’re my hometown now
My sweet love, you’re my hometown now
There are roads in you I’ll never travel
There are stories I hear about you and smile
You’re the woman who’s shaped me forever
Every minute spent with you is worthwhile
You’re that summer sea breeze at the Boardwalk
That windy track the train takes down to the sea
And I know I’ll always cherish you, my dear
for all the memories you’re warmly givin’ me
Your beauty is washin’ over me every day
Like the waves did where I couldn’t stay
And I hope you never ever, ever, ever doubt
You’re my hometown now
My sweet love, you’re my hometown now
Those eyes of light turquoise blue
All that love that’s pourin’ from you
Helped me figure somethin’ important out
You’re my hometown now
My sweet love, you’re my hometown now
You’re my hometown now
You’re my hometown now
You’re my hometown now
My sweet love, you’re my hometown now.
2017
Lyric Notes: This one of course, is for my wife Melanie. I have to say here that I have been listening to Miranda Lambert’s “The House That Built Me” a lot lately and I wanted to write a song that actually included love and even compare the relationship to the memories of my hometown – explaining that the memories of that place are equally if not more meaningful than where I grew up as a child, Santa Cruz, CA. For me it’s hard, and you have to understand, there were two halves to my childhood – when we lived in Santa Cruz and when we moved to Watsonville, CA only a few short miles away. This is life after both of those places with my wife. It’s actually a celebration of today with her and the girls.
I loved my old Watsonville too! The smells of PV Bakery( racks of old donuts in the back that we would sneak and eat) Fox theatre, Cabrillo Lanes, Ford Dept. Store, riding our bikes around town with no issues. Thanks for writing what you do
That’s awesome – lots of fun back then!