James Mcmurtry - The Old Part Of Town

(Peter Case)





Last night I wandered punch drunk & enraptured


Out on the beltway where the business is done


As I lay on the asphalt ‘neath the glow of light boxesI heard somebody say “bet I know where he’s from” 





When the town is so quiet you can hear the bell tower tickin’ 


Out on the beltway they’re sellin’ the chicken


Where the tempers are short & the hours are longDarlin’, won’t you meet me in the old part of town? 





Old part of townYou can still hear the footsteps of the old mystery


Old part of townYou can still feel the heartbeat of our whole historyWhen the heat on the street is wearin’ you down


Darlin’, won’t you meet me in the old part of town? 





Saw two red high heel shoes split up around midnight


They said they’d meet later by the fountain at Third


Four tires came screeching from different directions& picked ‘em both up ‘fore they stepped off the curb 





‘Cause in the hours past midnight they stop keeping tabs


The carnival quarters are vacant & sad


But darlin’ I think there’s still a time to be hadIn the old part of town where your mom met your dad


Darlin’ won’t you meet me in the old part of town? 





Saw a newspaper with big headlines


That seemed to stare right through ya


Jump off a boxcar and blow into town


Pick a fight with two beer cans and a torn candy wrapper


The broom sweeping up the alley swore she never heard a sound 





Meanwhile back on the beltway the cars are waiting in lines


Stars are blocked out by the shine of the signs 


You might want to say “It’s a sign of the times”


But darlin’ won’t you meet me in the old part of town


Darlin’, won’t you meet me in the old part of town  












		
			



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