White Rose

Well the whole town came out to watch

The day they paved the parking lot

Somebody hung a ribbon up

And then they cut it down

And that big White Rose up on that sign

Was innocence in all our lives

And you could see it's neon lights

Half a mile out

Gas was fifty cents a gallon

And they put it in for you

And they pumped your tires and checked your oil

And washed your windows too

And we'd shine those cars as bright as bright

And we'd go park underneath that light

And stare out at the prairie sky

There was nothing else to do

But now there's plywood for glass

Where the windows all got smashed

And there's just a chunk of concrete

Where those old pumps used to stand

There's a couple of cars half out of the ground

And that old sign still spins 'round and 'round

But I guess the White Rose filling station's just a memory now

And the girls would spend a couple of bucks

Just to meet the boys working at the pumps

They'd grow up and fall in love

And they all moved away

Strangers used to stop and ask

How far they'd driven off the map

But then they built that overpass

And now they stay out on the highway

And now there's plywood for glass

Where the windows all got smashed

And there's just a chunk of concrete

Where those old pumps used to stand

There's a couple of cars half out of the ground

And that old sign still spins 'round and 'round

But I guess the White Rose filling station's just a memory now

And that neon sign was the heart and soul of this old one-horse town

And it's like it lost it's will to live

The day they shut it down

And now there's plywood for glass

Where the windows all got smashed

And there's just a chunk of concrete

Where those old pumps used to stand

There's a couple of cars half out of the ground

And that old sign still spins 'round and 'round

But I guess the White Rose filling station's just a memory now

I guess the White Rose filling station's just a memory now