Trains roll through the night, in this town
Where dreamers come to dream, their holy sounds
Trouble, left behind
Trouble, down the line
Dogwoods blossom early in the spring
Until the summer heat returns, to swallow everything
Trouble, left behind
Trouble, down the line
I won't go, anywhere
This is my home now
Right here
I won't go, anywhere
Yeah left on the eastside is fine
Shotgun houses rise up everywhere
People tell me that it's changed, but I don't care
Trains roll through this town at 5 am
I guess some things stay the same, while others end
Trouble, left behind
Trouble, down the line
I won't go, anywhere
This is my home now
Right here
I won't go, anywhere
Yeah, left on the eastside is fine
Yeah, life on the eastside is fine