Ringling, Ringling

Slippin' Away

Only Forty People, Livin' There Today

Streets Are Dusty And The Bank Has Been Torn Down

It's A Dyin' Little Town



Church Windows Broken

That Place Ain't Been Used In Years

Jail Don't Have A Sheriff Or A Cell

And Electric Trains They Run By Maybe Once Or Twice A Month

Easin' It On Down To Musselshell



Ringling, Ringling

Slippin' Away

Only Forty People Livin' There Today

`Cause The Streets Are Dusty And The Bank Had Been Torn Down

It's A Dyin' Little Town



And Across From The Bar There's A Pile Of Beer Cans

Been There Twenty-seven Years

Imagine All The Heart Aches And Tears

In Twenty-seven Years Of Beer



So We Hopped Back In The Rental Car

And We Hit The Cruise Control

Pretty Soon The Town Was Out Of Sight

Tho We Left Behind A Fat Barmaid, A Cowboy And A Dog

Racin' For A Ringling Friday Night



Ringling, Ringling

Your Just Slippin' Away

I Wonder How Many People Will Be There A Year From Today

`Cause The Streets Are Dusty And The Bank Has Been Torn Down

It's A Dyin' Little Town

It's A Dyin' Little Town