Lyrics I Am a Town - Mary Chapin Carpenter
I'm
a
town
in
Carolina
I'm
a
detour
on
a
ride
For
a
phone
call
and
a
soda
I'm
a
blur
from
the
driver's
side
I'm
the
last
gas
for
an
hour
If
you're
going
25
I
am
Texaco
and
tobacco
I
am
dust
you
leave
behind
I
am
peaches
in
September
And
corn
from
a
roadside
stall
I'm
the
language
of
the
natives
I'm
a
cadence
and
a
drawl
I'm
the
pines
behind
the
graveyard
And
the
cool
beneath
their
shade
Where
the
boys
have
left
their
beer
cans
I
am
weeds
between
the
graves
My
porches
sag
and
lean
With
old
back
men
and
children
My
sleep
is
filled
with
dreams
I
never
can
fulfill
them
I
am
a
town
I'm
a
church
beside
the
highway
Where
the
ditches
never
drain
I'm
a
Baptist,
like
my
daddy
And
Jesus
knows
my
name
I
am
memory
and
stillness
I
am
lonely
in
old
age
I
am
not
your
destination
I
am
clinging
to
my
ways
I
am
a
town
I'm
a
town
in
Carolina
I
am
billboards
in
the
fields
I'm
an
old
truck
up
on
cinder
blocks
Missing
all
my
wheels
I
am
Pabst
Blue
Ribbon,
American
And
"Southern
Serves
the
South"
I
am
tucked
behind
the
Jaycees
sign
On
the
rural
route
I
am
a
town
I
am
a
town
I
am
a
town
Southbound
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