Small Town

You can talk about the weather or the mayor’s sister

You can talk about small town

You can walk the city limits in matter of minutes

Talk about takin a walk

You can count the stars in the clear night sky

Or sit back and listen while train rolls by

Hey it’s a small town

They roll the sidewalks up come around sundown

Hey it’s a small town

The place where we grew and still hang around

That rich young widow keeps talking to the preacher

Lord help their souls be saved

Mr. Johnson’s daughter flew in from

Nevada When they put him in his grave

Tommy took a summer job in

Pontiac He’s still writin letters but he’s not coming back

Hey it’s a small town

They roll the sidewalks up come around sundown

Hey it’s a small town

The place where we grew up and still hang around

Hey it’s a small town

They roll the sidewalks up come around sundown

Hey it’s a small town

The place where we grew up and still hang around

I’m easy to be found

Here it’s a small town