Small Town Troubles
Lyrics by Brieve Morison
If your mother knows you well but your father knows you better
And you’re barred from every rendezvous in town
And if No-one understands you and they greet you with a frown
Don’t let those small town troubles get you down x2
Now when all the jobs around are apprentice to the trade
Applications to the clerk at county hall
The dance poster from last spring looks fresh upon the wall
Those small town troubles are worst of all x2
When the only road out of town is the only road in
Used by salesmen selling lingerie and things
You’re out on a limb here no one ever calls
Couldn’t hear your bell if it rings
But don’t let those small town troubles get you down
When the sons of the lawyers have their names on the office door
And the family circle is complete you don’t do what your daddy did
The yard closed down could not compete
Those small town troubles had them beat x2
Pack your bags then don’t leave it any longer
These feelings won’t get weaker or go away
Pass those exams get yourself to college
Hear what those professors have to say
They’ll tell you don’t let those small town troubles get you down
Don’’t let those small town troubles x3
Don’t let those small town troubles get you down
