Darlington

She was raised up in a cotton field In the South Carolina sand A place they call the Pee Dee Where no bright light city’d stand But the boys came down from all around Like moths drawn to the flame They’d try to win her over But she was, too tough to tame Still each and every Labor Day The boys would all come down Wantin’ to get lucky With that lady in black She was fickle with’em all And she’d stripe’em, spin’em on the wall And you were really something when you won At Darlington Yeah end of every summer She would be the Pee Dee’s pride The boys came with their shinny cars but she’d Take them for the ride Yeah Cael and Dale and awesome Bill All had their way but even still The lady ruled the day when it was done At Darlington Now all the boys, they still say That they love her the most But they’ve gone to chasin money On the California cost Now the lady in black is faded gray She’s all alone on labor day The boys don’t come around her anymore When those folks from California Stole the show that shoulda warned ya That changing times would set the summer sun On Darlington Yea don’t they know the awful thing they’ve done To Darlington …That aint no way to treat a lady