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Company Town

05:36
Ann-Marita
0000-00-00
Words and music by Ann-Marita Garsed

Lyrics

COMPANY TOWN 1. Guitar Man and his band Came to Company Town in the summer of eighty-one They stood out like black on white among pale-faced miners in the land of the midnight sun The people had never known anyone Whose names they couldn’t spell Until they met a few that night Kickin' it up At the Company Town Hotel (Chorus): And they played Funky Town and Jailhouse Rock Folks Rocked the Boat and ‘Round The Clock ‘til the sunlit night became day The only moonshine they ever saw Was the kind served with Coke and a straw ‘n caused some more hell to be raised People were coming from all around Letting it all hang out in Company Town 2. She was spending her days at the boarding house Brewing coffee and baking bread Thinkin’ that if there was nothing more to life Then she might as well be dead But at night she’d put her make-up on And hit that hotel bar Sippin’ drinks and locking eyes with that handsome stranger Playin’ the guitar (Chorus): And he played Funky Town and Jailhouse Rock Folks Rocked The Boat and ‘Round The Clock ‘til the sunlit night became day The only moonshine they ever saw Was the kind served with Coke and a straw ‘n caused some more hell to be raised People were coming from all around Letting it all hang out in Company Town (Solo) 3. She never told me his name or even where he was from I was steppin’ on sacred ground But the gift that my father left me is now what’s making me leave Company Town I wanna get out and see the world, playing his old guitar I reckon wherever he came from, to Company Town At least it got him far (Chorus): And he played Funky Town and Jailhouse Rock Folks Rocked The Boat and ‘Round The Clock ‘til the sunlit night became day The only moonshine they ever saw Was the kind served with Coke and a straw ‘n caused some more hell to be raised People were coming from all around Letting it all hang out in Company Town In Company Town La la la la la la….ooh… (Outtro) Copyright © 2005 Ann-Marita Garsed. All rights reserved.