Sam Barber - Ghost Town
Lyrics
windows down, cruising around
singing every song they know
because they are still young
just tryna live it up to run it's course
now i can't count all these stories i have heard
from famiy before me
how they back road drink and
how they get lost amoungst the trees
letting go these roots and how this one grow so weak
god the things i would do to lift
this ghost town off it's knees
remember days when you can go roll around
crack your little george straight
and know every face in this town
remember days when a helping hand could be found
ice cold beer and baseball games
was always common ground
summer days mid creek swimming and bailing hay
sunday came, sit around the table and say your grace
it is where my grand father always told me
to think before you speak
hell that is probably why he is a man i strive to be
letting go these roots as this damn world grow so weak
god the things i would do to lift
this ghost town off it's knees
remember days when you can go roll around
crack your little george straight
and know every face in this town
remember days when a helping hand could be found
ice cold beer and baseball games
was always common ground
windows down, cruising around
singing every song that i know
because i am still young
just tryna live it up before blood run it's course
