I Am a Town
I'm a town in Carolina
I'm a detour on a ride
For a phone call and a soda
I'm a blur from the driver's side
I'm the last gas for an hour
If you're going 25
I am Texaco and tobacco
I am dust you leave behind
I am peaches in September
And corn from a roadside stall
I'm the language of the natives
I'm a cadence and a drawl
I'm the pines behind the graveyard
And the cool beneath their shade
Where the boys have left their beer cans
I am weeds between the graves
My porches sag and lean
With old back men and children
My sleep is filled with dreams
I never can fulfill them
I am a town
I'm a church beside the highway
Where the ditches never drain
I'm a Baptist, like my daddy
And Jesus knows my name
I am memory and stillness
I am lonely in old age
I am not your destination
I am clinging to my ways
I am a town
I'm a town in Carolina
I am billboards in the fields
I'm an old truck up on cinder blocks
Missing all my wheels
I am Pabst Blue Ribbon, American
And "Southern Serves the South"
I am tucked behind the Jaycees sign
On the rural route
I am a town
I am a town
I am a town
Southbound
I'm a detour on a ride
For a phone call and a soda
I'm a blur from the driver's side
I'm the last gas for an hour
If you're going 25
I am Texaco and tobacco
I am dust you leave behind
I am peaches in September
And corn from a roadside stall
I'm the language of the natives
I'm a cadence and a drawl
I'm the pines behind the graveyard
And the cool beneath their shade
Where the boys have left their beer cans
I am weeds between the graves
My porches sag and lean
With old back men and children
My sleep is filled with dreams
I never can fulfill them
I am a town
I'm a church beside the highway
Where the ditches never drain
I'm a Baptist, like my daddy
And Jesus knows my name
I am memory and stillness
I am lonely in old age
I am not your destination
I am clinging to my ways
I am a town
I'm a town in Carolina
I am billboards in the fields
I'm an old truck up on cinder blocks
Missing all my wheels
I am Pabst Blue Ribbon, American
And "Southern Serves the South"
I am tucked behind the Jaycees sign
On the rural route
I am a town
I am a town
I am a town
Southbound
Credits
Writer(s): Mary Carpenter
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