Ringling, ringling
slippin' away
only forty people, livin' there today
streets are dusty and the bank has been torn down
it's a dyin' little town
Church windows broken
that place ain't been used in years
jail don't have a sheriff or a cell
and electric trains they run by maybe once or twice a month
easin' it on down to musselshell
Ringling, ringling
slippin' away
only forty people livin' there today
`cause the streets are dusty and the bank had been torn down
it's a dyin' little town
And across from the bar there's a pile of beer cans
been there twenty-seven years
imagine all the heart aches and tears
in twenty-seven years of beer
So we hopped back in the rental car
and we hit the cruise control
pretty soon the town was out of sight
tho we left behind a fat barmaid, a cowboy and a dog
racin' for a ringling friday night
Ringling, ringling
your just slippin' away
i wonder how many people will be there a year from today
`cause the streets are dusty and the bank has been torn down
it's a dyin' little town
it's a dyin' little town