There's not a sound here anymore
Except the neighbors singing opera next door
And I'm in my closet reading books
You know I never could find another soul I understood
And the band began to play
At ole gole behay
And I know I've heard that song somewhere before
In the markets and the streets
And all the people that you greet
And everyday around there's the little towns that sing to me
And now they're telling stories about the war
About the time they took old Normandy in 1944
I've heard so many stories about the war
That's it's hard to differentiate a good one anymore
And my name is on the wall
Of every schoolhouse I recall
And every street light in this town has got my name somewhere
From the churches to the jails
You should know I've had me there
And all I need to know
Is where to go from here
Well I don't really mind
I hear it all time
Back in my little town
And she knows what you know
And everything that I can show
Is in my little town
Hey now
Well I sing about my love now
If you don't mind my speaking out again
Oh that pretty picture
And she tells me what she's thinking now and then
And my name is on the wall
Of every schoolhouse I recall
And every street light in this town has got my name somewhere
From the churches to the jails
You should know I've had me there
And all I need to know
Is where to go from here
Well I don't really mind
I hear it all time
Back in my little town
And she knows what you know
And everything that I can show
Is in my little town
Hey now
Well I don't really mind
I hear it all time
Back in my little town
And she knows what you know
And everything that I can show
Is in my little town
Hey now
She won't say a word
She knows what she's heard
In my little town
Still I think I know
But still never know
It's my little town
We're a day away
She knows what to say
In my little town
Still there's not a sound
As we walk around
In my little town