- cifra
Growing up in a small town
Everybody knows your name
No two colours are the same
Day by day in a small town
Where the sky is always blue
Nothing bad every happens to you
The reason I love you
Dear misses polly hill
The reason I left you
Dear misses polly hill
Going out in a small town
Everyone raises a glass
From the first round to the last
Sunrise and set in a small town
The rural eastern sky
We'll milk the west until we die
The reason I love you
Dear misses polly hill
The reason I left you
Dear misses polly hill
La da da
