Isabella County 1992
Great Lakes Myth Society Lyrics
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And a scar that runs down through
A vaudevillian stage
And a bear in a cage
It's an Indian summer
And the tapwaterā²s brown sand
'Cause the lamprey are crammed
'Neath the Chippewa Dam
When friends come to town
They say, "What were you thinking? Come home!"
And I tell them I am home
I didnā²t come for the scenery
I didnā²t come for the grades
I didn't come for the roar of the stadium
No, I came from the grave, boys
And wiped off the frown of a dreary hometown
Now Iā²m walking through history
And this history's mine
And Iā²m drunk all the time
Yeah, it's Monday and the townies are wasted
Last day in December
And the world is a white line
Of unshoveled cars
ā²Cause you can walk to the bars
In a town where the drinkers are plowed like the roads
In a heap 'round their breakfasts in yesterday's clothes
Sweetheart, this city has beautiful, beautiful snow
Beautiful, beautiful snow
Beautiful, beautiful snow
The song "Isabella County 1992" by Great Lakes Myth Society is a nostalgic tribute to the band's hometown of Mount Pleasant, Michigan. The lyrics tell the story of someone who left the town but returned, and now sees beauty and significance in the places and people they once took for granted. The crack in the road and scar on the vaudevillian stage are physical reminders of the town's imperfections and character, while the bear in a cage calls to mind the town's history as a popular stop for traveling circuses. The Indian summer and brown tap water are also references to the town's environmental issues, including the presence of invasive lamprey in the nearby Chippewa Dam.
Line by Line Meaning
There's a crack in the road
The town is in need of repair
And a scar that runs down through
The town has a visible blemish
A vaudevillian stage
The town has a cultural history
And a bear in a cage
The town has a zoo, which represents its stagnant nature
It's an Indian summer
The weather is unseasonably warm
And the tapwater's brown sand
The water quality is poor
'Cause the lamprey are crammed
The town's river is overrun with invasive species
'Neath the Chippewa Dam
The town's river has a dam built by the native Chippewa tribe
When friends come to town
Visitors notice the town's flaws
They say, "What were you thinking? Come home!"
People question why anyone would stay in this town
And I tell them I am home
The singer has a personal connection to the town despite its problems
I didn't come for the scenery
The town's physical beauty is not a draw
I didn't come for the grades
The town's educational opportunities are not a draw
I didn't come for the roar of the stadium
The town's sports scene is not a draw
No, I came from the grave, boys
The singer had a difficult time prior to arriving in this town
And wiped off the frown of a dreary hometown
The artist found something worthwhile in the town that improved their outlook
Now I'm walking through history
The artist is involved in the town's historical narrative
And this history's mine
The singer has taken ownership of the town's history
And I'm drunk all the time
The singer copes with the town's flaws through alcohol
Yeah, it's Monday and the townies are wasted
The town's inhabitants have a reputation for excessive drinking
Last day in December
The artist is recounting a specific day
And the world is a white line
The snow is extensive and covers everything
Of unshoveled cars
The town's residents are used to heavy snowfall
'Cause you can walk to the bars
The town is small enough that everything is within walking distance
In a town where the drinkers are plowed like the roads
The town's inhabitants are known for being drunk and their snow-covered streets reflect this
In a heap 'round their breakfasts in yesterday's clothes
The town's inhabitants are not particularly dignified
Sweetheart, this city has beautiful, beautiful snow
The singer finds beauty in the town's snow despite its negative aspects
Beautiful, beautiful snow
The artist repeats their appreciation for the snow
Writer(s): James Christopher Monger
Contributed by Vivian S. Suggest a correction in the comments below.