White Rose

Well the whole town came out to watch
 The day they paved the parking lot
 Somebody hung a ribbon up
 And then they cut it down
 And that big White Rose up on that sign
 Was innocence in all our lives
 And you could see it's neon lights
 Half a mile out
 Gas was fifty cents a gallon
 And they put it in for you
 And they pumped your tires and checked your oil
 And washed your windows too
 And we'd shine those cars as bright as bright
 And we'd go park underneath that light
 And stare out at the prairie sky
 There was nothing else to do
 But now there's plywood for glass
 Where the windows all got smashed
 And there's just a chunk of concrete
 Where those old pumps used to stand
 There's a couple of cars half out of the ground
 And that old sign still spins 'round and 'round
 But I guess the White Rose filling station's just a memory now
 And the girls would spend a couple of bucks
 Just to meet the boys working at the pumps
 They'd grow up and fall in love
 And they all moved away
 Strangers used to stop and ask
 How far they'd driven off the map
 But then they built that overpass
 And now they stay out on the highway
 And now there's plywood for glass
 Where the windows all got smashed
 And there's just a chunk of concrete
 Where those old pumps used to stand
 There's a couple of cars half out of the ground
 And that old sign still spins 'round and 'round
 But I guess the White Rose filling station's just a memory now
 And that neon sign was the heart and soul of this old one-horse town
 And it's like it lost it's will to live
 The day they shut it down
 And now there's plywood for glass
 Where the windows all got smashed
 And there's just a chunk of concrete
 Where those old pumps used to stand
 There's a couple of cars half out of the ground
 And that old sign still spins 'round and 'round
 But I guess the White Rose filling station's just a memory now
 I guess the White Rose filling station's just a memory now