Letra da Música: I Love This Town - Nanci Griffith

I love this townÂ… like an unmade bed
I love this townÂ… of the living dead
I love this townÂ… gonna paint it red
If I can spare a minute

I love this townÂ… where curtains twitch
Where this door scratchesÂ… next door's itch
It's a pantomimeÂ… at fever pitch
And we can all be in it

People here are large as life
They know the whole world and his wife
From a razor's edge to a kitchen knife
They'll be glad to help you

I love this townÂ… of hidden charms
Where no one meansÂ… you any harm
And if you sleepÂ… through false alarms
No one here would blame you

I love this townÂ… on the beaten track
Where nothing slipsÂ… between the cracks
Her rent's arrearsÂ… his heart attack
Now isn't that a shame, ooh!

Everyone's friendly to your face
And everybody knows their place
As long as you respect their space
You won't have to worry

The town hall clock is calling out
It's rush hour on the roundabout
Now I know without a doubt
It's the place for meÂ…

I love this townÂ… the dirty streets
It's a merry-go-roundÂ… with broken seats
Where silk and laceÂ… and satin sheets
Are only dirty washing

I love this townÂ… down on its knees
It's going underÂ… by degrees
Still we can doÂ… just as we please
As long as no one's watching

I love this townÂ… I love this townÂ…
I love this townÂ… I love this townÂ…