Lyrics Tin Town - Seals & Crofts

Tin Town

Have you been down to Tin Town, where dreams in cans once were drowned.
A snag somewhere in someone’s life caught him there, pulled him to strife.
A bottle here, and there are left.
Many broken, the air is deaf.
With non-understanding vows, remember tears upon their brows.
In Tin Town, has-been town.
Tin Town, has-been town.
A tiny flag upon a mast, where camptown children played in past.
A river winding through the trees.
Banks eroded, extreme degrees.
Once a place to be baptized, when pentecostal need arise.
A shank or two with rotted plank.
A fish or two, their eyes are blank.
In Tin Town, has-been town.
Tin Town, has-been town.
Well I been down to Tin Town, where once a boy I did fall down.
And cut my arm on piled up junk.
I wrapped it up and I hailed a drunk.
He carried me three miles to home, where daddy said I was cut to the bone.
The doctor washed his hands and said, «Five more minutes, the boy’d been dead.»
Down where people lose their heads.
In Tin Town, has-been town.
Tin Town, has-been town.
I know you well.
Well I live here in Tin Town.
Not many people come around.
When when they do I smile at them.
And say, «Hello, it’s a mighty hot day.
Can you spare a man a dime?
I got thirty cents and I can buy some wine.
I’m livin' in my childhood schemes.
Please, mister, you can make my dreams (you
can make my dreams!).»
In Tin Town, has-been town.
Tin Town, has-been town.
It’s my home.
It’s my home.
It’s my home.
It’s my home.