what's left of a small town

grand daddy used to take me

down town to the kinneys

that's where all the old men go to reminisce

ramble on about history dust off some old stories

look back at the life they've come to miss

i swear sometimes i can almost see

a picture of this small town back in 1943

everything's black and white

and there's dirt on the street

it don't look at all what i'm seein' today

riding around

what's left of a small town

makin' my rounds

waving hi" to everyone around