Used To Be

[ti:Used To Be ] [ar:The Great Divide] [al:Break In The Storm] [by:季风网-【http://www.ip21.cn】] [offset:0] Used To Be - The Great Divide Roadside Motor Court Cabins Made of Sandstone And to the travellers of the mother road She was a port in the storm Now if those walls could talk Oh the stories the could tell son And that roadside motor court It'd keep you safe and warm Now there's holes in the roof And there's weeds at the door That motor courts still there But that don't see no travellers no more Guess who used to grow cotton On these tired old farms Yeah they'd load the wagons time and time again With their weary old arms They'd make a little money at the gin Pay a little credit at the store Yeah the scratched and the worked the land Till the dirt got poor Now that cotton gin is some kind of second hand store Yeah the building's there But they don't gin no cotton no more No no no more Yeah they used to go dancing Down at the Log Cabin Bar Yeah they'd be laughing carrying on Make a little love in the car And they'd spread that sawdust down On a concrete floor They'd dance all night Until they're feet got sore Till one Sunday Morning They had the law burn her down Now there aint no place for us to go Dancing In this one horse town Yeah we used to dance in this town Yeah