Not for Me

Poverty smells like a wood burning stove Clings to your mind and it sets in your clothes Some men say it's a tough road to hoe But when the bottom fell out I was standing on the floor Wall Street Main Street walking all over me I like soft dirt sitting under my two feet Good folks ain't to be found round here Small towns are just a myth you hear Everything good's done faded away Just a few of us here left to say Nah nah nah nah nah nah Not for me Nah nah nah nah nah nah Not for me Nah nah nah nah nah nah Not for me I've been holding on looking back And I believe that I'm right on track Last month the plant shut down It was about the only thing left in this run down town Wal-Mart came and took up the lot Nobody on the square has a shot in Hell oh well But they boarded up the church sign With a new YUMCA sign I gotta pay my dues to use God's running shoes Good folks ain't to be found round here Small towns are just a myth you hear Everything good's done faded away Just a few of us here left to say Nah nah nah nah nah nah Not for me Nah nah nah nah nah nah Not for me Nah nah nah nah nah nah Not for me I've been holding on looking back And I believe that I'm right on track Nah nah nah nah nah nah Not for me Nah nah nah nah nah nah Not for me Nah nah nah nah nah nah Not for me I've been holding on looking back And I believe that I'm right on track