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Sam Riggs

Oilfield Town

 

Oilfield Town

(album: Outrun The Sun - 2013)


This town, smells like money
Sun-up to sun-down Monday thru Sunday
The iron horses never stop pumping
The price of diesel never stops jumping
Like the saying well the cost of leaving never comes down
That's just the way it is living in an oil field town

You work your fingers to the bone working to make ends meet
Covered in dirt and grease from your head to your feet
Stumble through the front door as the western sun sinks down
Yeah but that's just the way it is living in an old field town

This town, will drive you crazy
Word gets around way too easy
If it ain't one thing, it's another
You get advice from everybody and their mother
That's just the way it is living in an oil field town

You work your fingers to the bone working to make ends meet
Covered in dirt and grease from your head to your feet
Stumble through the front door as the western sun sinks down
Yeah but that's just the way it is living in an old field town

This town, has its good side
There's always a drink to be found on a Saturday night
Sunday morning you kneel right down,
everyone pitches in when the plate comes around
Lord have mercy on a man living in an oil field town

You work your fingers to the bone working to make ends meet
Covered in dirt and grease from your head to your feet
Stumble through the front door as the Western sun sinks down
Yeah but that's just the way it is living in an old field town
I said that's just the way it is living in an oil field town

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