Wilkinsons, The

Williamstown

Wilkinsons, The


My momma always told me 
Don't you hang around those 
Williamstown boys 
And don't be blind girl they're not our kind 
But she never met Willy McCoy 
The sun comes up at his house 
The same as it does at mine 
And why the two of us should never touch 
Is something I just can't get through my mind 
In a passing car I saw him through the window 
I could swear I caught him looking back 
If there's a chance for love to grow 
I might never know 
'Cause I'm stuck here 
On the right side of the tracks 
Funny how a set of rusty rails 
Builds a wall that we can't break down 
I know my baby's a stone's throw away 
But it's a million miles from here 
To Williamstown 
And if that train still stopped here at the station 
We could hop on board and never look back 
Until love can cross the line 
Between his world and mine 
I'm stuck here on the right side of the tracks 
Until love can cross the line 
Between his world and mine 
I'm stuck here on the right side of the tracks