My Little Town

In my little town, I grew up believing
God keeps his eye on us all
He used to lean upon me
As I pledged allegiance to the wall
Lord I recall My little town my little town
Coming home after school
Riding my bike past the gates of the factories

My mom doing the laundry
Hanging our shirts in the dirty breeze
And after it rains there’s a rainbow
And all of the colors are black
It’s not that the colors aren’t there
It’s just imagination they lack
Everything’s the same back, In my little town

Nothing but the dead and dying back in my little town
Nothing but the dead and dying back in my little town
In my little town, I never meant nothin’ I was just my father’s son
Savin’ my money, dreamin’ of glory
Twitching like a finger on the trigger of a gun

Nothing but the dead and dying back in my little town
Nothing but the dead and dying back in my little town
Nothing but the dead and dying back in my little town
Nothing but the dead and dying back in my little town
Nothing but the dead and dying back in my little town
Nothing but the dead and dying back in my little town