Ghost Town Nation (Acoustic) - Travis Tritt

Take a walk in a ghost town The sky is black as crows They don't make cars as they used to here Times they change The factories closed Take a ride on a ghost train Stare at the windows See time moves fast as a hurricane But it's so strange It feels so slow Well sometimes it gets so cold down here Where I swear it burns The wind like fire coming off of the Great Lakes Sometimes it gets so dark in here Hey I see it turn The emptiness that moves within my soul We on down in the ghost town (hey, hey, hey) See the crash in the rust See the ash in the dust Feel it slipping through your hands Falling on the shoes and the shoulders Of the ragged man You see the pride and the shame Like fire and the flame Well it burns through every mind And drops them like drunken soldiers On the riverbanks Well sometimes it gets so cold down here Yeah I swear it burns The wind like fire coming off of the Great Lakes Sometimes it gets so dark in here Where I see it turn The emptiness that moves within my soul We on down in a ghost town Yeah sometimes it gets so cold down here Hey I swear it burns The wind like fire coming off of the Great Lakes Sometimes it gets so dark in here Oh I see it turn The emptiness that moves within my soul We on down in the ghost town

I gotta get out of this ghost town I gotta move on, I gotta get going with my life 'Cause everything's haunted by your ghost now I gotta move on, I'm sick of this ghost town Ever since you left, I went ghost So alone, I been so a- Ever since you left, I been low Keepin' on the low, yeah, yeah I can't help but remember all the nights we wasted together 'Til your feelings changed like the weather You got a heart so cold like December, yeah LAX is calling me One-way flight to all my dreams Baby, if I don't hit the road I'ma drive myself crazy here alone I gotta get out of this ghost town I gotta move on, I gotta get going with my life 'Cause everything's haunted by your ghost now I gotta move on, I'm sick of this ghost town I gotta get out of this ghost town I gotta move on, I gotta get going with my life 'Cause everything's haunted by your ghost now I gotta move on, I'm sick of this ghost town, ghost town Sometimes I feel something like a (ghost) Touchdown in our city, like a (ghost) Fade right into the black like a ghost If I disappeared, would anybody know? And sometimes, I can feel you like a (ghost) Like you follow me everywhere I go (ghost) Call me crazy or insane, all I know is I feel you too close to let go So I gotta get out of this ghost town I gotta move on, I gotta get going with my life 'Cause everything's haunted by your ghost now I gotta move on, I'm sick of this ghost town, ghost town

(Writers: Jay Livingston, Ray Evans) City sidewalks, busy sidewalks, Dressed in holiday style, In the air there's a feeling of Christmas. Children laughing, people passing, Meeting smile after smile, And on every street corner you hear. Silver bells, silver bells, It's Christmastime in the city. Hear the bells go ding-a-ling, hear them ring, Soon it will be Christmas day. Strings of street lights, even stop lights Blink a bright red and green As the shoppers rush home with their treasures. Hear the snow crunch, see the kids bunch, This is Santa's big scene, And above all this bustle you hear. Silver bells, silver bells, It's Christmastime in the city. Hear the bells go ding-a-ling, hear them ring, Soon it will be Christmas day...

She stayed up all night and cried into her pillow And fought off the urge to just break down and call Last night to find the fault seemed so darn easy But now who's to blame don't matter much at all She thinks if she calls him, it just shows weakness So the hurt goes on with every tear she's cried Ain't it sad to see a good love fall to pieces Chalk another heartbreak up to foolish pride Turn out the lights, the competition's over The stubborn souls are the losers here tonight And while the bridges burn Another hard, hard lesson's learned As in the ashes, passion slowly dies And this romance goes down to foolish pride, yeah He relives every word they spoke in anger He walks the floor and punches out the wall To apologize to her, would be so simple But instead he cries, "I'll be damned if I'll crawl" If he loses her, he's lost his best friend And more than just a lover can provide So he wrestles with emotions that defeat him Chalk another love lost up to foolish pride Turn out the lights, the competition's over The stubborn souls are the losers here tonight Yeah, and while the bridges burn Another hard, hard lesson's learned As in the ashes, passion slowly dies And this romance goes down to foolish pride Chalk another love lost up to foolish pride Yeah, yeah

I took a double take out on the interstate When I saw her makin' eyes at me So I followed her down to Clubhouse Drive Past the pool on the eighteenth green And in the parkin' lot I said, "It's mighty hot Maybe I could buy you a beer" She said, "I'm glad you asked but I'll have to pass 'Cause only members are allowed in here" And I said I'm a member of a country club Country music is what I love I drive an old Ford pick-up truck I do my drinkin' from a Dixie cup Hey, I'm a bona fide dancin' fool I shoot a mighty mean game of pool At any honky-tonk roadside pub I'm a member of a country club You look so invitin', thought it might be excitin' For a woman with a limousine To go bouncin' around in a beat up truck With a man in wore out jeans Yeah, it's five o'clock before Friday night Here's where the fun begins So don't worry 'bout your reputation 'Cause you can tell all your friends I'm a member of a country club Country music is what I love I drive an old Ford pick-up truck I do my drinkin' from a Dixie cup Hey, I'm a bona fide dancin' fool I shoot a mighty mean game of pool At any honky-tonk roadside pub Well, I'm a member of a country club Yeah, I'm a member of a country club Country music is what I love I drive an old Ford pick-up truck I do my drinkin' from a Dixie cup Hey, I'm a bona fide dancin' fool I shoot a mighty mean game of pool At any honky-tonk roadside pub Well, I'm a member of a country club At any honky-tonk roadside pub Well, I'm a member of a country club