Shane Smith & The Saints Oil Town
The street light it flickers and quietly remembers
Back to 45 to the Friday night sounds
The coyotes are different, they moan in the distance
And their cries cast spells on the town
But the boys from the rigs, they had paychecks to show
They made money, and spent it like hell
They took their debt, the pain and regrets and they left them beneath that well
Oil town, oil town you have black gold beneath your ground
Oil town, oil town, she's been away but soon she'll be found
Well Mary, she's restless
She'd heard of east Texas of the pines and the roses out there
The wind in her sail, she cursed Midland to Hell
And she ran from all of her kids
But the time past her by like the dreams in her mind
She got a letter from her mother one day
It said the boys from k-hill, they just broke the shale
To bring Heaven to Midland to stay
Oil town, oil town you have black gold benath your ground
Oil town, oil town she's been away but soon she'll be found
Oil town, oil town you have black gold beneath your ground
Oil town, oil town she's been away but soon she'll be found
Oil town, oil town you have black gold beneath your ground
Oil town, oil town she's been away but soon she'll be soon she'll be found