FOURTH AND MAIN

Used to sit on daddy's shoulders on the Fourth of July

Watching that high school marching band go marching by

There were clowns and boy scouts, American Legion all on parade

Right in front of our old house down on Fourth and Main

On my eleventh birthday, I got me a Western Flyer bike

With a horn and a headlight so I could ride at night

'Bout the only thing we worried about was looking both ways

Before taking off across the street down on Fourth and Main

Ah, it used to be nothing for the neighborhood

Kids to go running through the yard

Now we all got fences and security alarms

At the old ball field there's broken glass and needles in the dirt

There's four letter words sprayed on the walls of St. John's Church

I've heard it said, "The more things

Change, the more they stay the same"

That ain't the way I see it now, down on Fourth and Main

Yeah, yeah

Down on Fourth and Main

Ooh, yeah

Down on Fourth and Main