Fall City

Fall city in the winter,

At the raging river bar.

Shannon she enjoys the company

When the locals start to get a bit too rowdy

She's a mother to anyone whose dancing

With a drink, you got something on your mind

Tell mama but the bar closes at three

We got a breakdown on the highway

And we're holding up a string a trucks

But my old man he'll take care of us,

He's got a baseball hat to hold up the hood.

He knows a friend of a friend who'll give us a jump if we get stuck

We never been too good with our money

Or should I say the money

Ain't never been good to us.

We'll put a tip jar up at the market

Get us half a good tank of gas

We may not have much but

We have something to talk about

And when the music's playing

This little light of mine it won't ever burn out.

You've got troubles on your mind

Sing a tune, and let those troubles out