Ringling, ringling — текст песни (Jimmy Buffett)

Ringling, Ringling
Slippin` away
Only forty people, livin` there today
Streets are dusty and the bank has been torn down
It`s a dyin` little town

Church windows broken
That place ain`t been used in years
Jail don`t have a sherriff or a cell
And electric trains they run by maybe once or twice a month
Easin` it on down to Musselshell

Ringling, Ringling
Slippin` away
Only forty people livin` there today
`Cause the streets are dusty and the bank had been torn down
It`s a dyin` little town

And across from the bar there`s a pile of beer cans
Been there twenty-seven years
Imagine all the heart aches and tears
In twenty-seven years of beer

So we hopped back in the rental car
and we hit the cruise control
Pretty soon the town was out of sight
Tho we left behind a fat barmaind, a cowboy and a dog
Racin` for a Ringling Friday night

Ringling, Ringling
Your just slippin` away
I wonder how many people will be there a year from today
`Cause the streets are dusty and the bank has been torn down
It`s a dyin` little town
It`s a dyin` little town