I came back to this old town 'cause my home was here
And to try to find some things I'd left behind
Although I've only been away for just a few short years
But I'd forgot about the pace of modern times
I saw changes all around me and some were good
But I hardly recognized my side of town
They tore down the swinging casing from the cottonwood
And that tree was all that marked familiar ground
Oh, they're tearing the labor camps down
And I feel a little sentimental shame
Where's a hungry man gonna live at in this town?
Oh, they're tearing the labor camps down
The hilltop family market had been moved somewhere
And the name was changed to fit the newer homes
The folks that I remember were no longer there
And the cabin that my Daddy built was gone
Oh, they're tearing the labor camps down
And I feel a little sentimental shame
Where's a hungry man gonna live at in this town?
Oh, they're tearing the labor camps down
You're tearing the labor camps down
And I feel a little sentimental shame
Where's a hungry man gonna live at in this town?
Oh, they're tearing the labor camps down
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