I have seen this old town
From the skyline to the ground
And got so lost, thought I never would be found
There’s a road down the way, leading to a brighter day
And I’ll be there Lord, before the sun goes down
Well the cop on his beat saw the shoes fall off my feet
And he pulled his gun
Said he thought that was pretty neat
Told me “Won’t you please stay?”
Told him I’d be on my way
But he took aim you know, and I could not disagree
Well he saw I was in need,
And he knew he had me treed
You know I opened my mouth, but not to plead
Because I’ve learned that in this town
Love means puttin’ people down
And that’s just not the kind of help I need
So he put me in his jail,
Cause I could not make the bail
And that is why I’ve been sitting in the tank
Told me I must be drunk
Said my breath smelled like a skunk
But I said “No, just missed Last Call at the bank.”
You know I busted out and run
And a cabbie pulled his gun
You know he missed me seven times
But he winged me three
Yeah he shot me in the back
But he killed this old smokestack
On this freight train rolling south for Tennessee
Well my mind it ain’t been right
Couldn’t sleep a wink last night
And so til dawn, I just wandered through the streets
Think I’ll have me a time
Go buy myself some cheap-ass wine
And find a park bench and sing myself to sleep
credits
from No Name CD,
released December 24, 2010
Music and Lyrics: Frank Leidt
Keyboards: Larry (LJ) Neff
All else: Frank Leidt
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