Justin Duim, Rianne Brouwer, Marc Edge and Vincent Van Dijk - This 'ol Town

A man sit on his barstool and he says to me
Wasted life, payed the price no one concerned for me
When I was young I used to play some rock 'n roll
Dropped out of school, quit my job pursued my dreams and all

The drinking life the party times they just got to me
Couldn't keep my head on straight I was left a little to free
So. my advice I give to you, move steady as she goes
Or else my friend you see right here's how you grow old

There's no love in this 'ol town
There's no love to be found
Al this town does to you is leave you down and out
There's no love in this 'ol town, There's no love to be found
Find a women in this town, there ain't many going round.

We talked all night the night passed on we talked till morning light
He told me all about his life, mistakes and his flaws
Told me not to de what he did or this is how you grow old
A bar stool in the corner of an old broken bar
The bartender is your closest friend
Sits there every night while he listens to you whine

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