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Texty: Marty Robbins. Franklin Tenessee.

Two years ago I left my home
Thought I'd make it big but all I've done is wrong
Planned some things that might impress the home folks
After two long years I'm still broke

Up and down the west coast I have been
From Dego to Seattle and then back here again
I'd like to get on board the bus and ride
I can't go back home, I still got my pride

Here I am in Frisco but my dreams keep takin' me
Back home to Franklin Tenessee

There's a place back there I kinda like
'Bout ten miles from Franklin out on Wilson Pike
They don't know it but I've wrote and told them lies

I said I'd made it big but I'm just gettin' by

I recall when I left my home town
I remember how I kinda put 'em down
I even said the town was much too small for me
And I'd never make it big in Franklin Tenessee

Here I am in Frisco but my dreams keep takin' me
Back home to Franklin Tenessee
Back home to Franklin Tenessee