Quarry Town – Dan Colehour – letras

We never heard the callOr felt the pull of the open roadWe’ve got a brand new A&PAnd a big-screen picture showWe hardly want for nothin »Cause our feet seldom leave the ground(We) (We’ve) never (knew) (known) any betterIn a quarry townBack in ’62Around the start of VietnamSome of us quarry boysWho were of fightin’ ageMade a deal with Uncle SamIn the name of God and countryWe buried our friends in the groundWe never knew any betterIn a quarry townIf who you areIs a little of where you’re fromYou’re gonna find a whole lotta people ’round hereMixed in with the limestone dustI’ve cut the yellow stoneFor now on thirty yearsAnd I will ’til they lay me down’Cause nothin’ changes much around hereLike those that came before usWe take what is handed downWe give it to our childrenIn a quarry townOur feet never leave the groundIn a quarry townHeyIn a quarry townYeah, in a quarry townC’mon