Lynchburg Town

Times are gettin’ hard, money’s gettin’ scarce
If things don’t get much better, I got to leave this place

I’m goin’ down
I’m goin’ down
I’m goin’ down to Lynchburg town
Get my feet on solid ground

Swing shift at the factory, fifty bucks a day
Now the gates are padlocked, and they took my job away
I’m goin’ down
I’m goin’ down
I’m goin’ down to Lynchburg town
Get my feet on solid ground

I’m goin down where a man can stand tall
I’m tired of bendin’ low
Got my back against the wall
There ain’t no dignity

Banker took my home, my wife took the car
I tried to leave before, but I didn’t get too far
I’m goin’ down
I’m goin’ down
I’m goin’ down to Lynchburg town
Get my feet on solid ground

I’m goin down where a man can stand tall, I’m tired of bendin’ low
Got my back against the wall, There ain’t no dignity

Pack my threads, I’m highway bound
If you’re wonderin’ where I can be found
I’m goin’ down
I’m goin’ down
I’m goin’ down to Lynchburg town
Get my feet on solid ground