Nanci Griffith - This old town

^AThis old town should've burned down in 1^E929 ^{Gbm E}That's when we stood in li^Gbmne ^DWaiting for our s^Eoup ^DSwallowing our pr^Eide ^AThis old town should've burned down in ^E1931 ^Gbm When ^Ethe rain refused to c^Gbmome ^DAir filled up our bel^Elies ^DDust filled up our lu^Engs And we t^Ahought our time had c^Dome ^E

This old t^Down was bu^Eilt by h^Aand In the d^Dust bowl ^Eof the Mo^Ather la^End ^Gbm There must be ^Dbmrock bene^Dath this sand ^BmOh, I'll be damned ^EThis town still st^Aands

^AThis old town should've burned down in 1^E944 ^{Gbm E}When the last men went to ^Gbmwar ^DThey came back d^Eifferent If ^Dthey came back at ^Eall ^AThis old town should've burned down in ^E1956 ^{Gbm E}That's when the twister ^Gbmhit ^DAnd all our hopes were b^Euried Ben^Death the boards and b^Ericks And we a^Almost called it q^Duits ^E

This old t^Down was bu^Eilt by h^Aand In the d^Dust bowl ^Eof the Mo^Ather la^End ^Gbm There must be ^Dbmrock bene^Dath this sand ^BmOh, I'll be damned ^EThis town still st^Aands

^GbmSomewhere in the distance ^DbmThe city lights do s^Dhine ^DThe sidewalks gleam with n^Aeon dreams That c^Aall from time to ^Etime ^GbmWhen my children's children Ask me w^Dbmhy I didn't go ^DThey say the heart of any t^Eown Is the p^Deople that you've kn^Eown They'll a^Dlways c^Bmall you h^Dome ^E

This old t^Down was bu^Eilt by h^Aand In the d^Dust bowl ^Eof the Mo^Ather la^End ^Gbm There must be ^Dbmrock bene^Dath this sand ^BmOh, I'll be damned ^EThis town still st^Aands