He's still writing letters but he's not coming back
Lord help their souls be saved
Hey it's a small town, the place where we grew up
Come around sundown
Come around sundown
Hey it's a small town, the place where we grew up
Hey it's a small town, they roll the sidewalks up
Tommy took a summer job in Pontiac
You can count the stars in the clear night sky
And still hang around
Or sit back and listen while the train rolls by
That rich young widow keeps talkin' to the preacher
When they put him in his grave
And still hang around
And still hang around, I'm easy to be found
Talk about taking a walk
Come around sundown
Hey it's a small town, the place where we grew up
You can walk the city limits in a matter of minutes
Hey it's a small town, they roll the sidewalks up
Hey it's a small town, they roll the sidewalks up
And Mr. Johnson's daughter flew in from Nevada
