Song Length |
2:58 |
Genre |
Folk - Country |
Lyrics
THE TOWN THAT USED TO BE
There's a big white dog on main street
Lying in the sun
Dreams of chasing rabbits
Where the freight train used to run
He'd be holding up the traffic
But there's never anyone
Driving through the heart of the town that used to be
Lonely elevators
Paint all turning grey
Wild oats in the school yard
Where the children used to play
West wind and the hard times
Blew them all away
All they left behind was the town that used to be
Old man on the corner
Where the bitter wind sweeps in
Kids all moved to Weyburn
There's just the wife and him
Gazes at the foxtails
And they wave back at him
Wonders where it went to, the town that used to be