The grass is overgrowing on the garden rail   And crickets call a chorus I remember well   Calling me, that old familiar thunder   Writing letters I always meant to send you      When every second feature showed Niagara Falls    We weresitting pretty, feeling twice as tall   Making faces at the madman in the alleyway.    We laughed at every cowboy who stopped to fill his glass      Chorus:   Calling, Goodbye Laurelie, dirty town lullabye   Goodbye Laurelie, goodbye.   Goodbye Laurelie, dirty town lullabye.   Goodbye Laurelie . . .      When all the city papers say you're doing well    You're still a small town story that the neighbours tell    When you smile and say hello to strangers    You're still the foolish boy they all remember      The crazy Jane I chased every other night.    Has reappeared in white like a virgin bride.    I'm the face in the comer of the photograph    A wild man at the weddding, fixing his tie.      Chorus x3