Nowhere Town

F Francis Duggan
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It is a journey only for poor people the narrow roadway that winds up and down Beyond the woods and beyond the distant mountains that leads you to the streets of Nowhere Town And as you walk that road you grow poor and poorer still with every passing day And you'll be broke and penniless and helpless when you reach Nowhere many miles away. You hear them say he's on the 'Road to Nowhere' but every road at some point has an end And by the time that he reach the Town of 'Hard Luck Stories' he'll find that he don't seem to have a friend And Nowhere is still miles from Hard Luck Stories and at his journey's end he will be broke And he will end his days at distant Nowhere a homeless penniless and worn out bloke. You won't find any well to do's at Nowhere the people there are poor as poor can be The buildings there are old and looking shabby it is a Town of utter poverty For the forgotten the end of their journey is on the sidewalk of a Nowhere street Exhausted and worn from their long hard journey dark rings around their eyes and blistered feet. It is a winding road narrow and bumpy that leads you to the far Town of Nowhere And there you will not meet the rich and famous only the poor and forgotten live there The dingy streets and dilapidated buildings surrounded by poverty and decay Beyond the woodlands and the distant mountains in the town of the forgotten far away.

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