Town For Sale Songtext
von The Stunning

I′ve got a little photograph my granddaddy used to have
It's old and torn
A picture of a busy town, people milling all around
Where he was born
Shoe shops, factories, market stalls
Forty two pubs and a waterfall
A secret glen where boys became men and girls lost all

Tuesday, the square is teeming, cows and sows and banbhs squealing
Craggy men in shabby suits, tilted caps and rubber boots
A fiddler plays a haunting air
Down the glen he can be heard
Among the reeds and the rushes there
Time stood still
In my town


That was then, this is now
Fifty years have passed somehow
It′s Saturday and all is quiet
I'd hate to see a Sunday night
Empty shops along the street
Distract my eye like rotten teeth
Hear the sound of the hammer
See the spark from a nail
Town for sale
My town

See this bridge old and cracked
It once held a railway track
Engine chugging to the sea
Through Ennistymon to Kilkee
Waterfall, the river brown
Winter rain is crashing down
Dylan T, Augustus John
This is the bench that they sat on and on
My town