Small Town

Its a place where there's always a friendly face

And someone ready with a smile and wave

And a good natured nieghbor

Lecturing how to behave

Where the old ones see all

And are always primed and ready

To deliver the lastest news

And all the don'ts and do's

It's a town where memories lead

And paint chip building still stand

While there's always someone ready

To lend a helping hand

And vioces still linger on

Of those now gone

And past melodies still flow

On the winds that blow

Its a place

Where the gossip's absurd

And love and tradition

Are the golden word