Lyrics

Slow Town by Matthew J. Cloutier

Wait all season for rains of reason
Hopin' my shares bigger than the govt. take
In God I fear workin' on the John Deere
Hummin' my grand dads battle song

And I still hear him laughin'
at the city clickers down Dothan way
And I still see him waiting... waiting for nothing

Down in slow town, Down in slow town

In my Sunday best my only day of rest
I'd rather be watchin a baseball game
Than hearing church bells ring and the parish sing
'bout how I should amend my wicked ways

Back towards home I stumble thinkin' about my early days
All my time spent dreaming of how to get away
out of slow town, get me outta slow town

When mornin' comes I'm out with my two son
Harnessin' the plow on a horse named "Glory"
When the day is done I hang up my six gun
and sit by the fire where my daddy once told me... he said

Son just give me one good reason why you'd
wanna leave all of this behind
But Icould him ten good reasons
So I just said good night

Get me out of slow town, that's where I'll spend
my days here in slow town
son don't you worry I don't need your reasons
For your leavin' slow town