Norman Rockwell Kind Of Town
I lived on the corner of Red Oak and Main,
Went to sleep at night by the sound of the train.
Our neighbors sat on their porches at night,
Smile and waved when we came into sight.
Always a kind word or a helping hand,
The finest people in this great land.
Mayor Hawkins greets visitors with coffee and tea.
The donations' a dime but her advise is free.
Are you having a bad day, just call Mrs. Moak.
She'll cheer you with her latest new joke.
This is a Norman Rockwell kind of town,
Old time traditions are still around.
Everyone here knows your name,
Family values are all the same.
Everyone smiles, no need to frown.
'Cause this is a Norman Rockwell Kind of Town.