Lyrics Decatur -

Decatur

An open sign, a closed blind
Neon flashing «Miller Time»
It looks like Sally’s here
I can tell by the car
An '87 Chevy with two spare tires
The front bumper’s missing from a strong backfire
On the back a sticker
For a cause she forgot about
Time here matches the flow
Of the Tennessee River running right through her soul
Oh Decatur, you gotta save her, you gotta show her there’s more
To life than Christ and a 4X4
Through the smoke in the bar
She couldn’t tell I was there
She was too busy drinking, playing Solitaire
The glow from screen wasn’t kind to the lines on her face
You should have seen her back in '85
She was the Queen of the County, kept me up at night
But promise turns to ash in an urn
When you stay where the battle flag’s flying high
Time here matches the flow
Of the Tennessee River running right through her soul
Oh Decatur, you gotta save her, you gotta show her there’s more
To life than Christ and a 4X4
With some courage from a can
I thought it’d be wise
I tapped her on the shoulder, told Sally, «Hi»
Then it occurred to me hello is just a coward’s goodbye
Well she gave me a smile, we relived some times
When her brother was clean and gas a few dimes
She gave me a kiss, I tipped my hat
We were both born here, nothing more than that
Time here matches the flow
Of the Tennessee River running right through her soul
Oh Decatur, you gotta save her, you gotta show her there’s more
To life than Christ and a 4X4
There’s more to life
Than Christ and a 4X4