"My little town" as written by and Paul Simon....
In my little town, I grew up believing
God keeps his eye on us all.
And he used to lean upon me as I pledged allegiance to the wall.
Lord, I recall, in my little town,
Comin' home after school, flyin' my bike past the gates of the factories,
My mom doin' the laundry, hangin' out shirts in the dirty breeze.
And after it rains there's a rainbow and all of the colors are black.
It's not that the colors aren't there, it's just imagination they lack.
Everything's the same back in my little town,
My little town, my little town.

Nothin' but the dead and dyin' back in my little town.
Nothin' but the dead and dyin' back in my little town.

In my little town, I never meant nothin',
I was just my father's son. mmm.
Savin' my money, dreamin' of glory,
Twitchin' like a finger on the trigger of a gun.

Leavin' nothin' but the dead and dying back in my little town.
Nothin' but the dead and dyin' back in my little town.
Nothin' but the dead and dyin' back in my little town.
Nothin' but the dead and dyin' back in my little town.
Nothin' but the dead and dyin' back in my little town.


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"My Little Town" as written by Paul Simon

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    General CommentThis song must have been released when I was about 2 or 3 years old because my very earliest memories include a vision of being driven around the New England town where I was born on a winter day, and this song was playing on the radio. I remember how grey the overcase world was, how faded and old and tired everything seemed.

    And that's what it reminds me of: shabby old New England towns that are lost in the dead and dying memories of the Industrial Revolution, and the glorious old factory buildings that are now contemned relics of a by-gone era. Simon and Garfunkel's last - and one of their best - songs.
    Miss_Hollyon June 10, 2004   Link
  • 0
    General CommentGreat song.
    Probably my favorite by Simon and Garfunkel.
    Theo Reoon December 11, 2004   Link
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    General CommentThe visual images stirred up by this song are very moving (yet, haunting as a statement about the death of the industrial age). . . kinda takes me back to my childhood. I love the way the whole mood turns on the trademark simon and garfunkle "mmm, mmm, mmm" which follows the lyric "i was just my father's son. . ."
    Musically, i absolutely love to hear this drummer (probably steve gadd). . . who builds the song up from his bass drum, yet who plays only what the song asks for. Kudos to the pianist and bassist also. And the horns and choral harmonies are awesome. One of my favs!
    loudasthunderon February 22, 2005   Link
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    General CommentI grew up in Queens, NY and when this came out, I thought it fit a lot of the neighborhoods I saw in the 1970s. Even as a kid I knew that there had to be better than the apt complex where I lived in Bayside!
    sangsueon January 04, 2006   Link
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    General CommentIts about just being a teenager edging to get out of his boring old little town. His childhood was there but the rest of his life belongs somewheres else
    modesthareon January 23, 2008   Link

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