Silver Dollar
They're closing everything down, first the stores, and then the bars
They boarded up the churches, sold the land, and lit their fine cigars
But untraveled dirt roads still kick up a lot of dust
When you're living in a town that has just given up and gone bust
As mine has
And I'd bet my last silver dollar that nobody even cares
And there's nothing left to say because it's over
I don't even know what I was doing here anyway
Living above my means, above my head, above my grade
Do you know what it means being in a place where you don't belong
'Cause even when you're not alone the emptiness goes on and on
As mine has
And I'd bet my last silver dollar that nobody even cares
And there's nothing left to say because it's over
Leaving this town, no need for goodbye, there's no one to tell
Living this life, it's been so hard, and lately it's been hell
Empty homes, and empty souls, is this the American dream?
We stood by, and watched it die, and now it's all drifted downstream
But not for me
And I'd bet my last silver dollar that nobody even cares
And it's really such a shame because it's over
The streets are empty, and the bells are quiet
And all the rugs threadbare
And there's nothing left for me because it's over
They boarded up the churches, sold the land, and lit their fine cigars
But untraveled dirt roads still kick up a lot of dust
When you're living in a town that has just given up and gone bust
As mine has
And I'd bet my last silver dollar that nobody even cares
And there's nothing left to say because it's over
I don't even know what I was doing here anyway
Living above my means, above my head, above my grade
Do you know what it means being in a place where you don't belong
'Cause even when you're not alone the emptiness goes on and on
As mine has
And I'd bet my last silver dollar that nobody even cares
And there's nothing left to say because it's over
Leaving this town, no need for goodbye, there's no one to tell
Living this life, it's been so hard, and lately it's been hell
Empty homes, and empty souls, is this the American dream?
We stood by, and watched it die, and now it's all drifted downstream
But not for me
And I'd bet my last silver dollar that nobody even cares
And it's really such a shame because it's over
The streets are empty, and the bells are quiet
And all the rugs threadbare
And there's nothing left for me because it's over
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