Rock Creek
Sundown, a quiet town
Turning black from all the coal dust
An old porch swing in the backyard sings out
It's lonesome song of time and rust
Hush, hush baby
There's so much work to do if only you'd lay sleeping
The baby cries half the night
Like he knows
The way she's been feeling

So fly, fly little birds in the sky
Where freedom is your mother
Cause down, down, down here on the ground
I wish I was your daughter

Sunrise, burning eyes
The smokestack's blowin, blowin
Stale air
Empty stares from the neighbors
The truth they think they're knowing
How long has he been gone
Heading down the road with empty pockets
Not a word has she heard
He's a fading photograph
Around her neck