is like a heart that won't give in
Every other shop has closed the door
We can't make a footy team,
the school is closing down
There really is no town anymore
When life was full of never being bored
When every face was eager
Singing at the church to please the Lord
Holy, holy, holy Lord God sang Mrs. Brown
By golly, I just miss the simple innocence
Of honest people in a country
So all power to the farmer's markets
Where every shop is eager
Where I can hear that how do you do?
Monster stores all along the highway
Not a street that we can all belong
Holy, holy, holy Lord God
i just missed a simple innocence
of honest people in a country town
is like a heart that won't give in
Every other shop has closed the door
We can't make a footy team,
there really is no town anymore
When life was full of love and being free
Where every face was eager to be friendly
Lord God, thank Mrs. Brown
By golly, I just miss the simple innocence
Of honest people in a country town