Boom-Town Songtext
von The New Seekers
Boom-Town Songtext
Well, the people came here from parts unknown
Sleepin′ in their cars 'cause they didn′t have homes
They thought this place was the promised land
If you could roughneck, we could use a good man
Come on, boy, let me show you around
You could make a lot of money here, livin' in a boomtown
Well, some build bars and big hotels
Downshift drive and the people live well
High on the hog and wild on the range
Pocket full of cash instead of chump change
This place kicks when the sun goes down
Ain't life great when you′re livin′ in a boomtown
You see oil was the blood that flowed through the soul
Keep a man workin' when it′s forty below
Relent to the Devil in the cold, cold ground
Trying to make a dollar here
Six short years the oil fields went
Rigs came down and the money got spent
And the wise men saved for a rainy day
The fools packed up and they moved away
The hotels closed and the bars shut down
And it got real quite here, livin' in a boomtown
See oil was the blood that flowed through the soul
Keep a man workin′ when it's forty below
Relent to the Devil in the cold, cold ground
Trying to make a dollar here, livin′ in a boomtown
Now, the cafe's filled with people tellin' lies
Trying to figure out how the town went dry
You can buy a house, a dime on the dollar
Need a good home just give me a holler
I can move you in with no money down
Still tryin′ to make a dollar here, livin′ in a boomtown
Livin' in a boomtown, livin′ in a boomtown
Sleepin′ in their cars 'cause they didn′t have homes
They thought this place was the promised land
If you could roughneck, we could use a good man
Come on, boy, let me show you around
You could make a lot of money here, livin' in a boomtown
Well, some build bars and big hotels
Downshift drive and the people live well
High on the hog and wild on the range
Pocket full of cash instead of chump change
This place kicks when the sun goes down
Ain't life great when you′re livin′ in a boomtown
You see oil was the blood that flowed through the soul
Keep a man workin' when it′s forty below
Relent to the Devil in the cold, cold ground
Trying to make a dollar here
Six short years the oil fields went
Rigs came down and the money got spent
And the wise men saved for a rainy day
The fools packed up and they moved away
The hotels closed and the bars shut down
And it got real quite here, livin' in a boomtown
See oil was the blood that flowed through the soul
Keep a man workin′ when it's forty below
Relent to the Devil in the cold, cold ground
Trying to make a dollar here, livin′ in a boomtown
Now, the cafe's filled with people tellin' lies
Trying to figure out how the town went dry
You can buy a house, a dime on the dollar
Need a good home just give me a holler
I can move you in with no money down
Still tryin′ to make a dollar here, livin′ in a boomtown
Livin' in a boomtown, livin′ in a boomtown
Writer(s): Peter (gb 1) Doyle Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com