That sign ain't right on the edge of town The population keeps going down And there's for sale signs on just about everything
Manny's Bar is about all that's left And there's a tire shop, but it's probably next Oh hell, who knows, they've been saying that for years
It's a pretty drive if you've got the time to kill Welcome to Prairieville
Benny's brother Joe sells firewood When he ain't passed out on the hood Yeah, his roadside stand don't look much anymore
They say it used to be quite a sight Red tomatoes piled shoulder-high Yeah, sweet Vidalias and everything in between
They strum a mess of oil rigs through his fertile fields Welcome to Prairieville
I tried leaving but It always pulls me back I just can't seem to let it go Maybe it's the water that Just gets in your blood And some of the dust gets in your soul I don't understand it and I never will Welcome to Prairieville
Day Old drives an old fixer up Black and silver-striped step side truck He sold it twice and bought it back both times
See, it's where he first kissed Emily Now she's working on number three With some slick-haired man The next town up the road
They got a brand-new place on one of the higher hills Between there and Prairieville
I tried leaving but It always pulls me back I just can't seem to let it go Maybe it's the water that Just gets in your blood And some of the dust gets in your soul I don't understand it and I never will Welcome to Prairieville
I tried leaving but It always pulls me back I just can't seem to let it go Maybe it's the water that Just gets in your blood And some of the dust gets in your soul I don't understand it and I never will Welcome to Prairieville
That sign ain't right on the edge of town The population keeps going down And there's for sale signs on just about everythingTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
