John Maus
John Maus
John Maus
John Maus
John Maus
John Maus
John Maus
John Maus
John Maus
John Maus
John Maus
John Maus
John Maus
John Maus
When the city gets you down
You have to go back home to your old town
To your old town
When the traffic light makes you frown
You have to go back home to your old town
To your old town
The sound of wind blowing through the grass
And familiar streets waiting for you
In the old town