[Intro]

[Verse 1]
State champ, seventy-eight,
Still painted on my water tank,
I sure miss those Friday nights,
Underneath the stadium lights,
My home crowd,
I can see them now,
Man, we were proud.

[Verse 2]
Now there’s run down factories where they all worked,
Empty row houses om my outskirts,
Take a ride down main street,
Imagine who I used to be,
No interstate could ever take away,
My heyday.

[Chorus]
I’m a little sleepy but I’m still alive,
Still good for a Sunday drive,
Folks pass through and I wanna say,
You should’ve seen this place,
In my heyday.

[Verse 3]
Rusty rails, remember when,
Freight cars came rollin’ in,
And rolled out full of stuff we made,
The trains don’t stop here nowadays,
Most towns would be ghost towns,
But I’m still around.

[Chorus]
I’m a little sleepy but I’m still alive,
Still good for a Sunday drive,
Folks pass through and I wanna say,
You should’ve seen this place,
In my heyday.

[Instrumental]

[Bridge]
Ordered a storefronts,
Might not seem like much.

[Chorus]
I’m a little sleepy but I’m still alive,
Still good for a Sunday drive,
Folks pass through and I wanna say,
You should’ve seen this place,
In my heyday.

[Outro]
Man you should’ve seen this place,
State champ, seventy-eight,
Still painted on my water tank,