My Little Town - Rosemary Clooney

In my little town

I grew up believing

God keeps his eye on us all

And he used to lean upon me As I pledged allegiance to the wall

Lord I recall my little town

Coming home after school

Riding my bike past the gates of the factories

My mom doing the laundry

Hanging out 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

In my little town I never meant nothing

I was just my father’s son

Saving my money

Dreamin of glory

Twitching like a finger on a 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