Leavin this town

I’m a gonna leave this town.

I ain’t gonna stick around.

I’m a gonna leave this town.

Go ahead and look but I won’t be found.

Bad luck is my only company

Finding work ain’t that easy

My baby up and walked out on me

Now I’m here and oh so lonely.

I’m a gonna leave this town.

I ain’t gonna stick around.

I’m a gonna leave this town.

Look! But I won’t be found.

I was promised and then told

I’d find my pot of gold

But all I found was cold

Now I’m a gonna leave this fold.

I’m a gonna leave this town.

I ain’t gonna stick around.

I’m a gonna leave this town.

I am blue sky, easy street bound.

© 2013 ck’s days

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2 thoughts on “Leavin this town

  1. My dad was always saying something like that! When we lived in a village it was “It’s this damn village, got get out of this place!” and when my parents followed me to Norwich a few years later it was “It’s this damn city, there’s got to be somewhere better!” I just went 🙄 and said “No Dad, it’s all in your head – you need to get that thought out of your head!” He grumbled, and never mentioned it again! 🙂 I have found myself wondering recently something similar, more to do with the amount of time I’ve been where I am, I think 23 years in one place is the longest I’ve ever managed. Maybe something in my head like a reminder on a phone app saying “Mm are going to live here for the REMAINING years of your life?”

    I’m guessing this is not autobiographical – I hope not anyway! 🙂

  2. Definitely not autobiographical. Sometimes my poems come to me as old twangy country songs. I blame my upbringing.
    I think it’s easier to blame the place we live for our unhappiness than to take responsibility for it. As I’ve mentioned, my town is a high mountain desert. Very brown. Very windy. People move here for work and hate it and it drives me crazy! It’s not that bad. It has some very lovely sunsets (and I suppose sunrises if one is into getting up early) and other nice features. But people move here and are miserable. I want to tell them it’s not the surroundings. It’s them.
    Sorry. I’m pretty passionate about that! I’ll get off my soap box now 🙂

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