White Rose - Fred Eaglesmith
Well the whole town came out to watch The day they paved the parking lot Somebody hung a ribbon up And then they cut it down And that big White Rose up on that sign Was innocence in all our lives And you could see it's neon lights Half a mile out Gas was fifty cents a gallon And they put it in for you And they pumped your tires and checked your oil And washed your windows too And we'd shine those cars as bright as bright And we'd go park underneath that light And stare out at the prairie sky There was nothing else to do But now there's plywood for glass Where the windows all got smashed And there's just a chunk of concrete Where those old pumps used to stand There's a couple of cars half out of the ground And that old sign still spins 'round and 'round But I guess the White Rose filling station's just a memory now And the girls would spend a couple of bucks Just to meet the boys working at the pumps They'd grow up and fall in love And they all moved away Strangers used to stop and ask How far they'd driven off the map But then they built that overpass And now they stay out on the highway And now there's plywood for glass Where the windows all got smashed And there's just a chunk of concrete Where those old pumps used to stand There's a couple of cars half out of the ground And that old sign still spins 'round and 'round But I guess the White Rose filling station's just a memory now And that neon sign was the heart and soul of this old one-horse town And it's like it lost it's will to live The day they shut it down And now there's plywood for glass Where the windows all got smashed And there's just a chunk of concrete Where those old pumps used to stand There's a couple of cars half out of the ground And that old sign still spins 'round and 'round But I guess the White Rose filling station's just a memory now I guess the White Rose filling station's just a memory now
Artist: Fred Eaglesmith
Title: White Rose