Ghost Town

Saltyjohn

This is a rewrite of a song I wrote 4 years ago called “They Took Out The Bend”
This version performed by Amigos Imaginarios (AI)

Lyrics:
Ghost Town

Through the tavern’s windows the sunlight streams
Onto empty bottles and broken dreams
Bar top and tables all covered in dust
Jukebox is silent, the light bulbs are bust

Passing the bakers you won’t smell the bread
The oven stays cold, the owner has fled
Same for the butcher and the fire house crew
Hotel’s boarded up, the gas station too

Route 66 was this town’s best friend
It brought in tourists with dollars to spend
Then the powers that be redirected the road
Why they did it, well nobody knows
But this place that relied on that route of renown
Is now just a run-down, forgotten, ghost town

In this ghostly bar I once sang and played
Happy folk drank, on the dance floor they swayed
But the bar stools and tables are no longer used
Dreams were broken when the highway was moved

Tumbleweeds roll through these forsaken streets
Where no-one lives and ghosts keep the peace

Route 66 was this town’s best friend
It brought in tourists with dollars to spend
Then the powers that be redirected the road
Why they did it, well nobody knows
But this place that relied on that route of renown
Is now just a run-down, forgotten, ghost town