The Day The Saw Mill Closed Down
Bobby Bare Lyrics


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Her house on the corner of Cedar and Elm still stands in our town
But it′s been empty since she moved away
The day that the saw mill closed down

We'd sit on her porch almost every night
I remember how happy we were
We′d grow up and marry, I'd work at the mill to make a living for her
Her father worked at the mill
Like most of the others in town
I lost my girl when he lost his job
The day that the saw mill closed down

She moved from the corner of Cedar and Elm
And I never saw her again
But I can still hear her mother's soft voice saying, "Honey, it′s time to come in"

No longer do mill hands live here
The giant saws don′t make a sound
No longer does my love live here




Not since the saw mill closed down
She left when the saw mill closed down

Overall Meaning

The Day The Saw Mill Closed Down by Bobby Bare is a poignant story of lost love, broken dreams and a shattered community in the aftermath of an economic downturn. The lyrics paint a vivid picture of a once-thriving town that has been left desolate and silent, where the sound of saws no longer echoes in the air and the hopes and aspirations of its inhabitants have been crushed. The song speaks to the human cost of economic hardship in a way that is both emotional and relatable.


The opening lines of the song indicate that the main character is reflecting on the past, specifically on a lost love who moved away when the sawmill closed down. The sawmill appears to have been the driving force behind the town's economy, with almost everyone in the community working there. The singer himself was planning on working there to provide for his beloved. The closing of the sawmill was a devastating blow to the community, as it left many without work and caused a ripple effect that caused people to leave the town in search of better opportunities.


Line by Line Meaning

Her house on the corner of Cedar and Elm still stands in our town
Despite everything around us changing, the physical structure of her house on that corner remains, representing the past and the love we once shared.


But it′s been empty since she moved away
However, it has been voided of our memories and love since she left, rendering it a mere shell of what it was before.


The day that the saw mill closed down
The specific event that led to her leaving was the unfortunate event of the saw mill closing down, which also caused a ripple effect leading to our present state.


We'd sit on her porch almost every night
In the past, we had an idyllic routine of spending evenings together, enjoying each other's company and dreaming of our future.


I remember how happy we were
Those memories are still vivid in my mind as symbols of true happiness and love, which is now difficult to experience.


We′d grow up and marry, I'd work at the mill to make a living for her
We had plans to build a future together, and the hope was that my job at the saw mill would provide enough income to accomplish that.


Her father worked at the mill
Her father was a part of the same community and relied on the mill for his livelihood, like most of us in town.


Like most of the others in town
The community was interdependent, and most people were employed by the mill in one way or another.


I lost my girl when he lost his job
When the mill closed down, her father lost his job, causing a chain reaction leading to her leaving me.


The day that the saw mill closed down
The tragic event of the saw mill closing was the starting point of this sad story.


She moved from the corner of Cedar and Elm
As desperately as I wanted her to stay, her departure was inevitable and led her to move away from that familiar corner.


And I never saw her again
The love of my life left a permanent void in my existence, and I never got to see her smile or the warmth of her affection again.


But I can still hear her mother's soft voice saying, "Honey, it′s time to come in"
The memory of her family and the tenderness that surrounded her remains vivid, as I can still hear her mother's comforting voice calling for her to come inside.


No longer do mill hands live here
Since the mill's closure, the community has been experiencing a lot of job losses, leading to forced migration and out-of-town labor seeking, hence losing a sense of commonality.


The giant saws don′t make a sound
The once-loud saws are now silenced, and the vast space that once echoed with the sound of our labor is abandoned.


No longer does my love live here
Ultimately, the saw mill's closure led to her leaving this town, and I shall never see her again.


Not since the saw mill closed down
The saw mill's closure played a significant role, and everything has entirely changed since that fateful day.


She left when the saw mill closed down
The event of the sawmill's stoppage was what led to her leaving, ultimately changing everything in our lives.




Writer(s): Jerry Foster, Bill Rice

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betty stephenson

beautiful song love his music

Paul Gavin

Beautiful, inspiring pictures

Mary Boyle

the frosty scene and the green fields must have come from ireland

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