I Am A Town — текст песни (Mary Chapin Carpenter)

(Mary Chapin Carpenter)

I`m a town in Carolina, I`m a detour on a ride
For aphone 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 twenty-five
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 black men and children
Their sleep is filled with dreams, I never can fulfill them
I am a town.

I am 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.