Living in a Town-Busby Marou

Living in a Town - Busby Marou Written by：Kav Temperley/Thomas Busby/Christopher Panousakis/Michael Fatkin/Jon Hume The sun on the back Of the witherboard shack The heat rising up From the rural's track Oh yeah Living in a dying town Friday night At the news stake Calls on a big payday It's boarded up now Everything is closing down But the money From the ground Was never gonna last forever I remember it was hard to leave And run through the city Dad was still strong My mama so pretty Taking out time As we rode for home I can go old in a thunderstorm But that was years ago Before the silence sound Of living in a dying town You can see yourself In the moonlit night But you're probably After round From a drunken fight again All those drunken fights I can hear the words Still the ringin' in my head Dad tell I'm not There's nothing left for it Staring at the odds again But the money From the ground Was never gonna last forever I remember it was hard to leave And run through the city Dad was still strong My mama so pretty Taking out time As we rode for home I could grow old in a thunderstorm It was hard to leave And run through the city Dad was still strong My mama so pretty Taking out time As we rode for home I could grow old in a thunderstorm But that was years ago Before the silence sound Was never gonna last forever All that money in the ground All that money in the ground It was hard to leave And run through the city Dad was still strong My mama so pretty Taking out time As we rode for home I could grow old in a thunderstorm It was hard to leave And run through the city Dad was still strong My mama so pretty Taking out time As we rode for home I could grow old in a thunderstorm But that was years ago Fifteen years ago That was years ago Before the silence sound Of living in a dying town