This Town

I work the day shift in dad's liquor store
 He works for most of the night
 The dogs wake up barking when he stumbles home
 And pulls down the shade on the light
 Thin blue air and the fields are dry
 The semi-trucks keep rumbling by
 Fields of potatoes, fields of hay
 I'm gonna leave this town someday
 The wire fences stretch for miles and miles
 Any way you go
 Me and Danny we were doing fine
 Until the sawmill closed
 Thin blue air and the fields are dry
 Semi-trucks keep rumbling by
 Fields of potatoes, fields of hay
 I'm gonna leave this town someday
 There's no stops north for 20 miles
 Or 48 miles south
 I made it halfway to Reno once
 Before I turned back around
 Thin blue air and the fields are dry
 Semi-trucks keep rumbling by
 Fields of potatoes, fields of hay
 I'm gonna leave this town someday