Ringling, Ringling 歌词

Ringling, Ringling Slippin' away Only forty people, livin' there today Streets are dusty and the bank has been torn down It's a dyin' little town Church windows broken That place ain't been used in years Jail don't have a sheriff or a cell And electric trains they run by maybe once or twice a month Easin' it on down to Musselshell Ringling, Ringling Slippin' away Only forty people livin' there today `Cause the streets are dusty and the bank had been torn down It's a dyin' little town And across from the bar there's a pile of beer cans Been there twenty-seven years Imagine all the heart aches and tears In twenty-seven years of beer So we hopped back in the rental car and we hit the cruise control Pretty soon the town was out of sight Though we left behind a fat barmaid, a cowboy and a dog Racin' for a Ringling Friday night Ringling, Ringling Your just slippin' away I wonder how many people will be there a year from today `Cause the streets are dusty and the bank has been torn down It's a dyin' little town It's a dyin' little town