© Audrey Auld-Mezera Nov 2012

Lonely town, lonely town
Where can I go to cry?
When the lights go down
When you’re part of the crowd
It’s still a lonely town

Remember poor Tammy
Remember ol’ Hank
They sang and they sang for their lives
I feel their sorrow
But I don’t hear their pain
Has every real teardrop been cried?

So many greetings
So many names
So many perfect teeth smiles
So many transactions
For the big dreamers’ sake
Nobody ever asks why?

Think of Loretta
And ol’ George Jones
They sang what they lived and believed
Now ghosts take the stage
Hungry for fame
Delivering saccharine dreams