Give Me Back My Hometown - Eric Church

Experience: What do you do when you lose everything? When even being a hero isn't enough? You want to save the world, but you're not sure it's worth it. You've seen so many fail...

Music Video: Small town funeral: a priest, a mafia enforcer, and several victims gather around the grave of the town's lady mafia boss, and hear her praised... while the hero (?) who killed her watches from a distance. In the lyrics, Eric Church sings about his lost love. In the video, he builds it up. Everything is lost to corruption. He did it all to save them, his girlfriend included, and they don't even have enough courage to thank him - they're too busy cowering to break free now that they have the chance. Is there hope for the hometown he tried to save?

Meaning of Give Me Back My Hometown: The key phrase is I used to love this view. We all hate letting go, because in a perfect world we wouldn't have to. Loves would never die and tragedy would never strike. But they do. That's where the song ends: hopeless bitter loss. It's beautiful in it's own way - if you're hurting that bad, it means your love ran deep. Still, Give Me Back My Hometown is missing a key ingredient: hope. Despair might be what you feel like, but it won't get you anywhere. First, you have to trust that you can make a difference. Second, you can't forget that even if you fail, there's more to life than this world. You hope that when life is over and done with, there's place where no one ever has to die again. Hope keeps love alive. In spite of loss. Even in spite of failure.

Ask Yourself: Do you love enough to hope?


Damn, I used to love this view
Sit here and drink a few
Main street and the high school lit up on Friday night
Down there it's another touchdown
Man, this year's team is stacked
I can hear them goin' crazy
And up here so am I
Thinkin' about you sittin' there sayin' I hate this, I hate it
If you couldn't stand livin' here why'd you take it, take it

Give me back my hometown
'Cause this is my hometown

All the colors of my youth
The red, the green, the hope, the truth
Are beatin' me black and blue cause you're in every scene
My friends try to cheer me up get together at the Pizza Hut
I didn't have the heart to tell them that was our place
These sleepy streetlights on every sidewalk side street
You shed a light on everything that used to be

Give me back my hometown
'Cause this is my hometown
Yeah, yeah, ooohh, yeah, yeah

You can have my grandma's locket
The knife out of my grandpa's pocket
Yeah my state champion jacket
I don't care you can have it
Every made memory
Every picture, every broken dream
Yeah everything, everything, everything

Give me back my hometown
'Cause this is my hometown
Yeah, yeah, ooohh, yeah, yeah

Review by Benjamin O'Loughlin

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