This Town

I work the day shift in dad's liquor store
He works for most of the night
The dogs wake up barking when he stumbles home
And pulls down the shade on the light

Thin blue air and the fields are dry
The semi-trucks keep rumbling by
Fields of potatoes, fields of hay
I'm gonna leave this town someday

The wire fences stretch for miles and miles
Any way you go
Me and Danny we were doing fine
Until the sawmill closed

Thin blue air and the fields are dry
Semi-trucks keep rumbling by
Fields of potatoes, fields of hay
I'm gonna leave this town someday

There's no stops north for 20 miles
Or 48 miles south
I made it halfway to Reno once
Before I turned back around

Thin blue air and the fields are dry
Semi-trucks keep rumbling by
Fields of potatoes, fields of hay
I'm gonna leave this town someday

Lyrics and Music by Chris Kokesh
(c)2002 Chris Kokesh ASCAP