In Freehold

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I was born right here on Randolph street in Freehold 

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here right behind that big red maple in Freehold 

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well I went to school right here 

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got laid and had my first beer, in Freehold 



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Well my folks all lived and worked right here in Freehold 


I remember running up the street  

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past the convent & the church in Freehold 

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chased my daddy down in these bars 

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first fell in love with this guitar, here in Freehold 



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I had my first kiss at the YMCA canteen on a Friday night 

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Maria Espinosa baby, where are you tonight 


you were 13 but way ahead of your time 

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I walked home with a limp but I felt just fine, that night in Freehold 



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Well the girls at Freehold Regional yeah, they all looked pretty fine 

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had my heart broke at least a half a dozen times 

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I wonder if they miss me, do they still get the itch 

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would they had dumped me if they knew I'd strike it rich, straight out  

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of Freehold 



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Well, a lot of folks gave us kids a hand in Freehold 

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Man, we started up our rock n roll band in Freehold 

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well we learned really quick how to rock it 

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I'll never forget the feeling of that first 5 bucks in my pocket, that  

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I earned in Freehold 



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Well I got outta here hard and fast in Freehold 

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everybody wanted to kick my ass back there in Freehold 

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well if you were different black or brown 

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it was a pretty redneck town, back there in Freehold 



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Well now something broke my Daddy's back in Freehold 

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he left and for 30 years he'd never come back 

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except once he drove from California in just three days 

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called my relatives some dirty names 

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drove straight out of Freehold 

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Now he's buried by the highway, buried in the dirt 

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his ghost just flippin' the bird, to everybody in Freehold 



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Well, my sister got pregnant at 17 in Freehold 

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Back then people they could be pretty mean 

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Now honey you had a rough road to go 

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now you ain't made of nothin' but soul 

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I love you more than you'll ever know, we both survived Freehold 



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Well my buddy Mike he's the Mayor now in Freehold 

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I remember when we had a lot more hair in Freehold 

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I left and swore I'd never walk these streets again, Jack 

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now all I can say is "Holy shit I'm back", back in Freehold 



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Well I read something in the paper a couple weeks ago  


that seemed pretty funny 


The town council was debating about putting up a statue, 

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a statue of me in my home town, but it cost too much money 

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well I'd like to thank the Town Council, my friends, 


for saving me from humiliation 

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by demonstrating the good hard common sense that we learned in Freehold 



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Well this summer everything was green 

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rode with my kids on the fire engines through the streets of Freehold 

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I brought them to where dad was born and raised. 

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and first felt the sun on his face, in Freehold