Letras
Twenty years before the depression
Peter Thompson staked his claim
In a little mountain town
Canton was her name
Told everyone that was willing
Steady work would be their reward
So they started making paper
Where the Pigeon River forms
But this ain't just another paper town
On a random river side
She was built with blood, sweat and tears
And a whole lot of pride
From the mountains and the farmlands
From the smokestack she has grown
This ain't just another paper town
It's the one that I call home
When Wall Street was crashing
The mill kept going strong
While Hitler's war was raging
Everyone worked twice as long
There's been mergers and sell-outs
Lay-offs when times got tough
Talks about pollution
Then cleaning the river up
This ain't just another paper town
Somewhere along the tracks
She's seen her share of ups and downs
And always bounces back
From the mountains and the farmlands
From the smokestack she has grown
This ain't just another paper town
It's the one that I call home
She puts food on the table
Cars on the highway
Sent kids off to college
Bound to do things their own way
Through every generation
Her influence is clear
She's taken care of young and old
For over a hundred years
This ain't just another paper town
It's part of who I am
Molded me as a little boy
So I could be a better man
From the mountains and the farmlands
From the smokestack she has grown
This ain't just another paper town
It's the one that I call home
This ain't just another paper town
It's the one that I call home