Ghost Town 
Words and Music By Anne Stott 

It's said ghost towns are empty so why do I find 
I'm looking over my shoulder and reading into signs 
Worn out store fronts and run down saloons 
Someone still lives here the question is who 

Footsteps, they echo from I don't know where 
Stone faces on porch fronts just sit and stare 
Will I make it out alive? I guess no one ever does 
It's a battle to the death to live beyond what was 

The laundromats radio plays a love song 
To broken hearted washers waiting for some 
Unforeseen change to blow through their town 
But that stoplight's flashed yellow more years than they count 

So I watch the spin cycle and I watch my back 
For a shoot out a drag race, a drag race, a posse's attack 
Will I make it out alive? I guess no one ever does 
It's a battle to the death to live beyond what was 

This town's here for a reason but reasons run dry 
Now ghosts are walking main street and they're the reason why 
One young girl puts in her four loads 
With highlights and miniskirt she's not lost all hope 

We're all walking with the dead while everyday we pay 
To buy the illusion that our ghosts aren't here to stay 
Will I make it out alive? I guess no one ever does 
It's a battle to the death to live beyond what was 

© 2007 Anne Stott. All rights reserved.

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