Her house on the corner of Cedar and Elm still stands in our town
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But it's been empty since she moved away the day that the saw mill closed down
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We'd sit on her porch almost every night I remember how happy we were
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We'd grow up and marry I'd work at the mill to make a living for her
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Her father worked at the mill like most of the others in town
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I lost my girl when he lost his job the day that the saw mill closed down
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She moved from the corner of Cedar and Elm and I never saw her again
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But I can still hear her mother's soft voice saying honey it's time to come in
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No longer do mill hands live here the giant saws don't make a sound
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No longer does my love live here not since the saw mill closed down
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She left when the saw mill closed down
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Day The Saw Mill Closed Down
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| Bobby Bare |
