Lyrics

Mailboxes and pine tress and telephone wires
Dirt roads that are empty and fire numbers passing by

All of my days
All of my nights
This little rural town
This little rural life

Stubborn opinions and beaches of rock
Fried fish in summer at Shelly’s place down by the dock

All of my days
All of my nights
This little rural town
This little rural life

Graves dug out by hand in the hot mid-day sun
Across from a chapel with a wedding on that how it’s done

All of my days
All of my nights
This little rural town
This little rural life

Power lines in tatters, the west end is dark tonight
A storm for the ages, in the house of love go out the lights

All of my days
All of my nights
This little rural town
This little rural life

Way up in the northern sky our history dances by
Unraveling thoughts of you drenched in shades of blue

I want you to know, now that you’re gone
I have regret for all I’ve done wrong