Lyrics
let me tell you now
Ain t you a little young, oh the mill s shut down
He s got big brown eyes, i could see that cold assurance in his eyes
Well they changed the name of my hometown, hey you need ten dollars for the rainy day Scott, with the rusty steel mills belching in the westward wind
Or you could spend that money on a two-day stone, a little lonesome brown-eyed boy who went by james Scott, or you could spend that money on a two-day stone
You gotta pay by the hour, skipping a stone
I watched mom and dad trying to clean their sorrow, when we moved away
When we moved away, looking at a steel mill sunset
to feel so alone?
He s got swimming trunks bout twice his size, that kid down at the filling station, looking at a steel mill sunset
I watched mom and dad trying to clean their sorrow, ain t you a little young, there are worse things in this world than being alone
with the rusty steel mills belching in the westward wind
There are worse things in this world than being alone, if you re driving from chicago, a little lonesome brown-eyed boy who went by james
There ll be no one to possibly remember, or you could spend that money on a two-day stone
Skipping a stone, there ll be no one to possibly remember East, to feel so alone?
Looking at a steel mill sunset, i grew up on the indiana side of chicago
I could see that cold assurance in his eyes, ain t you a little young, you get a hotel room
With the rusty steel mills belching in the westward wind, save and go to college or just get away
looking at a steel mill sunset
Skipping a stone, save and go to college or just get away
Skipping a stone, a little lonesome brown-eyed boy who went by james
and you find a fallen town that has two names
If you re driving from chicago, skipping a stone
east of gary
well they changed the name of my hometown
Or you could spend that money on a two-day stone, he s got swimming trunks bout twice his size
I could see that cold assurance in his eyes, there ll be no one to possibly remember
with my brothers and me at old lake michigan
Let me tell you now, with the rusty steel mills belching in the westward wind East, oh the good old days are just good and gone
You gotta pay by the hour, to feel so alone?, oh the good old days are just good and gone
There ll be no one to possibly remember, well they changed the name of my hometown
Ain t you a little young, like autumn leaves on a burning lawn, there are worse things in this world than being alone
like autumn leaves on a burning lawn
Hey you need ten dollars for the rainy day, hey you need ten dollars for the rainy day Darrell, ain t you a little young
A little lonesome brown-eyed boy who went by james, a little lonesome brown-eyed boy who went by james, save and go to college or just get away
To feel so alone?, skipping a stone Darrell, i grew up on the indiana side of chicago
skipping a stone
Oh the good old days are just good and gone, and you find a fallen town that has two names
he s got big brown eyes
I grew up on the indiana side of chicago, he s got swimming trunks bout twice his size
And you find a fallen town that has two names, you get a hotel room
that kid down at the filling station
To feel so alone?, that kid down at the filling station
Now it s more than words that i don t recognize, when we moved away, to feel so alone?
Hey you need ten dollars for the rainy day, tried to keep my change from a twenty of, there are worse things in this world than being alone
when we moved away
To feel so alone?, or you could spend that money on a two-day stone
he s got swimming trunks bout twice his size
You gotta pay by the hour, i watched mom and dad trying to clean their sorrow
If you re driving from chicago, oh the good old days are just good and gone
like autumn leaves on a burning lawn
I could see that cold assurance in his eyes, ain t you a little young Darrell, hey you need ten dollars for the rainy day
and you find a fallen town that has two names
Looking at a steel mill sunset, oh the mill s shut down
Now it s more than words that i don t recognize, i grew up on the indiana side of chicago
With the rusty steel mills belching in the westward wind, looking at a steel mill sunset, with the rusty steel mills belching in the westward wind