You can talk about the weather or the mayor’s sister 
You can talk about small town 
You can walk the city limits in matter of minutes 
Talk about takin a walk 
You can count the stars in the clear night sky 
Or sit back and listen while train rolls by 
Hey it’s a small town 
They roll the sidewalks up come around sundown 
Hey it’s a small town 
The place where we grew and still hang around 
That rich young widow keeps talking to the preacher 
Lord help their souls be saved 
Mr. Johnson’s daughter flew in from 
Nevada When they put him in his grave 
Tommy took a summer job in 
Pontiac He’s still writin letters but he’s not coming back 
Hey it’s a small town 
They roll the sidewalks up come around sundown 
Hey it’s a small town 
The place where we grew up and still hang around 
Hey it’s a small town 
They roll the sidewalks up come around sundown 
Hey it’s a small town 
The place where we grew up and still hang around 
I’m easy to be found 
Here it’s a small town