Текст Corey Smith – There Goes The Neighborhood

I had a place on a dirt road’s end,
back in the woods near the Broad River bend.
I had a double-wide, back side of the family farm.
Kinfolks lived on every side.

There goes the neighborhood. There goes the neighborhood
There goes the neighborhood. Oh, there she blows.
There goes the neighborhood.

Now my driveway’s where the blacktop ends,
back in the middle of a cul-de-sac bend.
I got a fairway view down to the fourteenth hole.
The dues are expensive but the club is cool.
We got a zero entry swimming pool,
we got a guard at the gate and one hell of an HOA. Yeah.

There goes the neighborhood. There goes the neighborhood.
There goes the neighborhood. Oh, there she blows.
There goes the neighborhood.

Now I get a letter if my grass turns brown,
if my shrubs are too tall, if a limb falls down.
I get a letter if my dog runs out of the yard.
Can’t park my boat in the driveway now
without somebody ‘round here having a cow.
I should’ve read a little closer before I put my name on the line.

I’m hitting the road in a U-Haul truck.
Ain’t it funny how stuff gets all messed up?
This used to be the country, but the country’s all a suburb now

There goes the neighborhood. There goes the neighborhood.
There goes the neighborhood. Oh, there she blows.
There goes the neighborhood.