Heather Miller - Fairfield

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I first learned my presidents by the street signs running south
I knew time by the chimes of the clock on the courthouse
I could count to a hundred on the coal cars screaming west
I still remember that one-way turn that taught me right from left

It’s the fight song floating from the football field every Friday night in fall
It’s turning down Burlington Avenue & not hitting a red light at all
It’s a bonfire in a farmer’s field off a county road with no name
It’s the whole town coming out at midnight for the High School prom parade
That’s Fairfield, Fairfield all the way
That’s Fairfield, Fairfield all the way
That’s Fairfield, Fairfield all the way
That’s Fairfield, Fairfield all the way

When I learned to drive those streets myself there wasn’t far to go
The courthouse clock got stuck, it was right twice a day though
I would dream of hopping on those moaning, rolling trains
When we hung out in HyVee parking lot making late night plans

It’s the bronze man sitting on the stone park bench through sun and rain and snow
It’s going out for pizza and running into just about everyone you know
It’s grumbling about where to face the doors, & the tallest building only has three floors
It’s the five o’clock rush where all those workers go flying
That’s Fairfield, Fairfield all the way
That’s Fairfield, Fairfield all the way
That’s Fairfield, Fairfield all the way
That’s Fairfield, Fairfield all the way

I moved away for a little while
But I came back again
Like the cars that cruise Central Park
Everybody keeps circling
Doesn’t matter if they come around
for a year, a month a day
once Fairfield gets a hold on you
part of you will always stay

It’s the fight song floating from the football field every Friday night in Fall
It’s turning down Burlington Avenue & not hitting a red light at all
It’s a bonfire in a farmer’s field off a county road with no name
It’s the whole town coming out at midnight for the High School prom parade
It’s the bronze man sitting on the stone park bench through sun and rain and snow
It’s going out for pizza and running into just about everyone you know
It’s grumbling about where to face the doors, & the tallest building only has three floors
It’s the five o’clock rush where all those workers go flying
That’s Fairfield, Fairfield all the way
That’s Fairfield, Fairfield all the way
That’s Fairfield, Fairfield all the way
That’s Fairfield, Fairfield all the way

Think I'm gonna stay!

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from SpinTunes #2: Round 1, released October 10, 2010
Heather Miller

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