Ghost Town

Well, I seen summer turn to cold rain. I seen a

good love drown in pain. I watched a smile turn to heartache.

While drinking a beer to the better days. I watched a train pass through

my town. On its way to Heaven. On its way to Heaven.

Well, I seen dark hair turn to gray. I seen the

light of youth just fade away. And I seen snow fall on Christmas Day.

Yes, some memories just refuse to fade. I watched a train pass through

my town. On its way to Heavеn. On its way to Heaven.