This old town should've burned down in 1929   That's when we stood in line   Waiting for our soup   Swallowing our pride      This old town should've burn down in 1931   When the rain refused to come   Air filled up our bellies, dust filled up our lungs   And we thought our time had come      This old town was built by hand   In the dust bowl of the motherland   There must be rock beneath this sand   Oh' I'll be damned, this town still stands      This old town should've burned down in 1944   When the last men went to war   They came back different   If they came back at all      This old town should've burned down in 1956   That's when the twister hit   And all our hopes were buried   Beneath the boards and bricks   And we almost called it quits      This old town was built by hand   In the dust bowl of the motherland   There must be rock beneath this sand   Oh' I'll be damned, this town still stands      Somewhere in the distance   The city lights do shine   The sidewalks gleam with neon dreams   That call from time to time      When my children's children   Ask me why didn't I go   They say the heart of any town   Is the people that you've known   They'll always call you home      This old town was built by hand   In the dust bowl of the motherland   There must be rock beneath this sand   Oh I'll be damned, this town still stands