Words & Music by Ala Ghawas

Pretty girls standing by the door
Hearts of gold in their hands and still searching for more
Fragments from the past
Just come and mess with my dying soul

And all the city boys have packed up and gone
Leaving some beautiful schemes of houses left undone
They think that they were fooled
By those dreams they haven’t won

Mama, this misty town ain’t the same
Mama, isn’t it a shame?
What I became, another loser in this game
Mama, this dusty town ain’t the same
Mama, isn’t it a shame?
I’m being blamed for being lonely through the crowd

No one knows my name
No one knows I’m in pain
Let me out, Ma
Let me out, Ma

Lyrics submitted by JeffBrowne

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