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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=77980" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Letter In The Mail</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">If I could go down now<br>While the whole town is sleeping<br>See the sun creeping up on the hill<br>I know the river and the railroad<br>Would run through the valley still<br>I guess it never was much to look at<br>Just a one-horse town<br>The kind of place young people want to leave today<br>Store fronts pretty much boarded up<br>Main street pretty much closed down<br>The church bell still rings on sunday<br>Old folks still go<br>The young ones listen on the radio<br>Saturday night nothing but a stray dog running wild<br>Like nobodys child<br>And little by little, light after light<br>Thats how it died<br>They say you never go home again<br>Thats no lie<br>Its like a letter in the mail<br>To a brother in jail<br>Its a matter of time<br>Until you can do a little bit better time<br>It used to be part of the heartland<br>Awful proud and strong<br>But deep, deep down peaceful and serene<br>When people used to talk about the country<br>Thats what they used to mean<br>I might go down come the weekend<br>Go on my own<br>Drop off annie and the baby<br>Maybe drive alone<br>Pay my last respects to a time<br>That has all but gone<br>We said, mama come look at the mountain<br>Fire in the sky<br>Its lit up like the fourth of july<br>The mill burning down<br>The jobs leaving town<br>The trains rolling by<br>And little by little, light after light<br>Thats how it died<br>They say you never go home again<br>Thats no lie<br>Its just a letter in the mail<br>To a brother in jail<br>Its a matter of time<br>Until you can do a little bit better time</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />song performed by by James Taylor - <i><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/" target=_blank></a></i><div class=q>
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While the whole town is sleeping
See the sun creeping up on the hill
I know the river and the railroad
Would run through the valley still
I guess it never was much to look at
Just a one-horse town
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