Broke Down Town

Sitting with the sunrise up on Jackson's field,
Watching all the street lights blink and slowly fade until,
That first truck of the morning rumbles down the road,
Something in this old town just broke.

It's the bitter the sweet,
It's the bitter the sweet.

It's been I've and twenty years since I sat up on that field,
Now there's painted glass for shops with nothing there to sell,
No last voice of the day making there way home,
Something in this old town well it just broke.

It's the bitter the sweet,
It's the bitter the sweet,
It's the bitter the sweet,
Of this old broke down town.

Standing under Troy town lights,
Watching papers drift into the night,
Listening to those dragging feet,
It sure ain't pretty, It sure ain't, it sure ain't sweet.

Sitting with the sun down up on church fields,
Watching all the sunlight dance on the river and slowly fade until,
Thant last car of the evening rolls on down the road,
Something in this old town, It just broke.



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