Don’t know the excitement they miss;
There are things that you see in the wealthier town
That you can’t in a town that’s small,
And yet, up and down, there is no other town
Than your own little town after all.
It may be true that the streets ain’t long,
Nor wide and maybe not straight
But the neighbors you know in your own little town,
All welcome a fellow—it’s great.
In the glittering streets of a glittering town,