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Show Your town will bo what you want to see, It isn't your town it's you. V It In't Your Town It's You If you want to live in the kind of town, Like the kind of a town you like, You needn't slip your clothes in a grip, And start on a long, long hike; You'll only find what you left behind, For there's nothing that's really real-ly new. It's a knock at yourself when you knock your town, It isn't your town It's you. Real towns are not made by men afraid, Lest somebody else get ahead. When every one works and nobody no-body shirks, You can raise a town from the dead; And if while you make your personal stake, Your neighbors can make one too, |