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True story of Rich Wooten's home town of Coulterville Illinois, written after the coal mine and printing plant both closed the same month.
An ambient story of a amall town struggle.
Welcome to the newest ghost town, we've got the nicest one around. They're always springing up, or should I say goin' down? Welcome to the newest ghost town.
This place was full of promise, seems as if it were stuck in time, nothing like the television towns filled with hate and crime. Pretty girls, picket fences, riding around after the Friday night game, all this I wanted to see continue, but I had to watch it fade away.
They're always springing up, or should I say going down? Here's to the newest ghost town. Industries that fed generations here ran like rats on a sinking ship, politicians turned a deaf ear, left us with an empty pit. Welcome to the latest ghost town, some think its here to stay, I know its gonna come around, it doesn't always have to be this way.