WHO WILL SAVE THIS TOWN
Music and Lyrics by John Wall

I was drivin' my old Ford truck through some Pennsylvania pass			
Out of the rain and the fog of night I saw a dirty sign that read G-A-S				
A sturdy old woman of 60 years saw me drive up and came on out
I asked her about Centralia and what it was all about

When she was a local kid, coal was here and coal was King
And swinging on a miner’s pick was what the proud men did
She told me coal was a 4 letter word, how the miners were never well
Then I heard of the coal fire that lit her town like the flames of Hell			
				
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	Centralia, Centralia
	Your King was mighty coal
	Now your town - it smolders
	And your nights - they glow

	Centralia, Centralia
	What will happen now?
	Consumed by flames beneath
	Who will save this town?

The miners hacked and coughed everything was dusty black
They couldn't get ahead of their bills with the coal company on their backs
The Fire started in '62 and she shuddered as she spoke
The fumes came up from a dozen holes Centralia smelled of sulfurous smoke

CHORUS, SOLO

The hard core is all that's left their homes braced up tall and tight
Gas meters in their schools and houses let them sleep at night
I drove away with a pain inside I couldn't bear to glance back
The old woman, she had coal in her veins, death and coal are black

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