My Home Town
My home town.
By r.p. stevens
2:07 a.m. 11/8
It's s little town in Florida
It's a magnet, it will grab ya
The county is called Putnam
The city is palatka.
I call it the bulls eye
Cause it is smack in the middle
Go 45 mins any way
These cities are not little
Jump on 17
head north 45 minutes
Tall buildings, and the jaguars
Duval city limits
take 207 or even 206
Over the bridge and travel east
Oldest city in the state
Augy dog, or st Augustine beach
Maybe you like honey
Well then 100 is what you'll take
You will find yourself in Daytona
Where they hold, ole spring break
Take a relaxing stroll, of wilderness
Jump on highway 19
Ocala national Forest
A country boys dream.
College life, and night clubs
I told you there was plenty
Head on to the swamps big game
Gainesville just take 20
There a lot of other places
that surround my home town
Please forgive me if I forget
Or even leave some out
Take 100 to lake city
But first keystone and starke
Don't get caught by the Barden booger or
The panther in ravines state park.
How bout club Remy,
teen town, And lumber from Scotty's .
. I remember all of them
they will never be forgotten
They aren't made up
This is not just for dreamers
I'm gonna throw it way way back
Holiday inn and streamers
Vaughn at breakers
And bubba at highway Mart
The crew at Nikos pizza
This town I'll never part..
The sand pits, furternal,
And even little moody
The flowing well, mondex
How bout the old movies.
The jail was at the river
Burger King was at taco Bell
Partying at the old airport
Man this town was swell.
Lundy road was the spot.
Lucky way would sell to minors
Gp always stunk
Angels the oldest diner
Moccasin Creek was a country bar
Bradley's did not exist
Woody's is now sitting
Where Walt's use to sit.
My small town is changing
And I sit and watch her grow
Hotels at the river
Now home depot and a Lowes
Big lots was Walmart
But it wasn't a super center
Blockbuster was where
You can get a Chinese dinner..
I'm gonna throw it back again.
On that little road called moody
Almost near 100
Roller skating and feeling groovy
But wait there is more
The old HRS building
Near the library, on 20
Skating rink there silly
The mall had an arcade
On 100 was car audio
Mark moved it to the river
Then to 20 was its home
The pawn shop next to the mall
Terry was his name
Forrester field was for softball
My dad he ran that game.
Water tower stood tall
Next to the azalea bowl
Damn my little town I live in
She sure is getting old.
Washington Street was the worst
Don't cross them rail road tracks
Now it's just a road
West over is where it's at..
Beer tent at the blue crab
Swimming at devil hole
Now driving in the woods is cool
Welcome Hogwaller mudhole
Grad week at crescent Beach
Ravines held all middle school dances
You ain't never had BBQ
Rumors flying sandwichs
Well southwells we miss you
Corky bells it was a blast
5 points sub on outback bread
And candy from way back
To the Glen, and the river
Relaxing on the sand bar
Cracker swamp road
Best shrumes by far
High level, and spurs,
deans still, And steamboats
The favorite place for one to drink
Sink or swim is the way to go
Well these are what I remember
Of palatka then and now
I know this place isn't great
But it's our little town..
Playing baseball at Shaw buck
Rotary and even Fred green
Chevy looking like squatting dogs
They call it palatka lean..
P-town riders...
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