Lyrics

A way of life
since the turn of the century
Built with sweat,
cotton dust & tears
Red brick walls reached
high in the southern sky
Only to fall away today & die

This town was built
on a mill worker’s pay
And went home to
their mill house on a hill
Overlooking their lifeblood
forever in that mill
A cotton miller’s life, day by day

Today they tore the cotton mill down
Another piece of history
tumbles to the ground
It gave life to this sleepy little town
Today they tore the cotton mill down

Then the strike of ‘1958
The unions came to town and tried to mediate
Soldiers stood guard
as they crossed that picket line
Well, a man’s gotta work when he can
A man’s gotta work when he can