Yea, the whole town came out to watch
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The day the paved the parking lot
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Somebody hung a ribbon up,
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And then they cut it down
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And that big white rose upon that sign
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Put innocence in all our lives
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We could see its neon light
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from half a mile out
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Gas was .50 cents a gallon
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They'd put it in for you
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they'd bump your tires and check your oil,
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And wash your windows too
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And We'd shine those cars bright as bright
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We'd go park underneath that light
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Stare out at the prairie sky
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There was nothing else to do
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And now there's plywood for glass
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Where the windows all got smashed
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And there's just a chunk a'concrete
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Where those old pumps used to stand
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There's a couple a'cars half outta the ground
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And that old sign still spins 'round 'n 'round
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I guess the White Rose fillin' station's just a memory now
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And the girls would spend a couple of bucks
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Just to meet the boys workin' at the pumps
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And we'd pull up and fall in love
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And they've all moved away
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Strangers used to stop and ask
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How far they've driven off the map
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And then they built that overpass
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And now they stay out on the highway
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'Cause there's plywood for glass
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Where the windows all got smashed
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And there's just a chunk a'concrete
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Where those old pumps used to stand
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There's a couple a'cars half outta the ground
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And that old sign still spins 'round 'n 'round
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I guess the White Rose fillin' station's just a memory now
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And that neon sign was the heart and soul
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of this ol' one horse town
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And it's like it lost its will to live
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The day they shut it down
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And now there's plywood for glass
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Where the windows all got smashed
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And there's just a chunk a'concrete
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Where those old pumps used to stand
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There's a couple a'cars half outta the ground
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And that old sign still spins 'round 'n 'round
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I guess the White Rose fillin' station's just a memory now
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Yea that ol' White Rose fillin' station's just a memory now
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White Rose
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| Toby Keith |
