This Old  Town      
written with Ace Ford

There's weeds in the tracks along = the sidewalks
There's hollow empty panes in all them vacant buildings
On every corner down on main
This town was built around a furnace
Iron and coal steam and steel
Now the fire's are slowly dying
And there's rust on every wheel

This old town rolls like a slow train
Gone from main line to side tracks
Only ghosts and memories ride her
This old town ain't coming back

The town dressed up in flags and = ribbons
The day the company came on line
Children danced around the bandstand
In the riches from ragtime

This old town rolls like a slow = train
Gone from main line to side tracks
Only ghosts and memories ride her
This old town ain't coming back

This old town rolls like a slow train
Gone from main line to side tracks
Only ghosts and memories ride her
This old town ain't coming back

There's nothing left but rags and tatters
Abandoned dreams and empty eyes
Staring from them club car windows
As the world just passes by

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