W.D. Miller

Lyrics

Now the factory is all closed up
There ain’t no one around
My faith's been forgotten
There’s no hope to be found
My clothes they’ll all stay clean
Cause There’s no work at all
My home is a ghost town
and my back's to the wall

There’s work up in Cleveland
I heard someone say
But I can’t take leaving
If my heart has to stay
The work it won’t last long
And in no time at all
I came home to this ghost town
With my back to the wall

My home is a ghost town
Cause all that remains
is closed up old pawn shops
and sorrow and pain

My home is a ghost town
Cause all that remains
is closed up old school yards
and misery and shame

Some turn to cookin
amphetamines
But me I can’t do that
Lord I got to stay clean
Now the drinks have all run dry
And there’s tracks up my arm
came home to this ghost town
with my back to the wall

My home is a ghost town
Cause all that remains
is closed up old pawn shops
and sorrow and pain

My home is a ghost town
Cause all that remains
is closed up old school yards
and misery and shame