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"I was driving through my hometown 

I was just kinda killin' time 

When I seen a face staring out of a black velvet painting 

From the window of the five and dime 

I couldn't quite recall the name 

But the pose looked familiar to me 

So I asked the salesgirl "Who was that man 

Between the doberman and Bruce Lee ?" 

She said "Just a local hero" 

"Local hero" she said with a smile 

"Yeah a local hero he used to live here for a while" 

I met a stranger dressed in black 

At the train station 

He said "Son your soul can be saved" 

There's beautiful women nights of low livin' 

And some dangerous money to be made 

There's a big town 'cross the whiskey line 

And if we turn the right cards up 

They make us boss the devil pays off 

And them folks that are real hard up 

They get their local hero Somebody with the right style 

They get their local hero 

Somebody with just the right smile 

Well I learned my job I learned it well 

Fit myself with religion and a story to tell 

First they made me the king then they made me pope 

Then they brought the rope 

I woke to a gypsy girl sayin' "Drink this" 

Well my hands had lost all sensation 

These days I'm feeling all right 

'Cept I can't tell my courage from my desperation 

From the tainted chalice 

Well I drunk some heady wine 

Tonight I'm layin' here 

But there's something in my ear 

Sayin' there's a little town just beaneath the floodline 

Needs a local hero 

Somebody with the right style 

Lookin' for a local hero 

Someone with the right smile 

Local hero local hero she said with a smile 

Local hero he used to live here for a while"