Ghost Town
McCall C.W. Lyrics


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(C.W. McCall, Bill Fries, Chip Davis)

[The sound of a lonely harmonica.]

The dance hall is silent and empty
The banjos don't play anymore
The music is only a mem'ry
And the dancing is dust on the floor

Wild flowers cover the ground now
The timbers are streaking with gray
The palace is tumblin' down now
And the dancers have all gone away

[Chorus]
Once there was singing
And once there was song
And once there was silver and gold (silver and gold)

The tombstones are weathered and broken
But the last signs of life are still here
The labors of love have been stolen
But the gold was the last souvenir

[Chorus]
Once there was laughter
And once there was life
And once there was silver and gold (silver and gold)

The dance hall is silent and empty
The banjos don't play anymore...





[Fade out to the playing of "Oh, Susanna" on the banjo.]

Overall Meaning

The song "Ghost Town" by C.W. McCall is a melancholic reflection on the passing of time and the slow decay of things that were once vibrant and alive. The imagery of a desolate and abandoned dance hall where wildflowers grow and dust covers the floor creates a vivid picture of the emptiness and stillness that now pervades a place that was once full of energy and excitement. The banjos that used to play the music are silent now, and the only sounds are those of a lonely harmonica and the fading memories of a time gone by.


The repeated refrain "Once there was singing, and once there was song, and once there was silver and gold" emphasizes the contrast between the past and the present, and the loss of something that can never be regained. The tombstones that are weathered and broken are the last signs of life that remain, and even they are a reminder of how everything eventually fades away. The final line, "the banjos don't play anymore," brings the song full circle and leaves the listener with a sense of finality and resignation.


Overall, "Ghost Town" is a poignant and introspective look at the transience of human experience and the inevitability of loss and decay.


Line by Line Meaning

The dance hall is silent and empty
The once lively place where people would come and have fun has become still and vacant now.


The banjos don't play anymore
The musical instruments that used to fill the air with melodies have gone silent.


The music is only a mem'ry
The tunes that once entertained everyone live only in people's memories now.


And the dancing is dust on the floor
The place that used to bustle with life, with people dancing their hearts out, now lies covered with dust and untouched for some time.


Wild flowers cover the ground now
The untamed aprons of the hall that were once trampled and disheveled every night are now overgrown with wildflowers.


The timbers are streaking with gray
The wooden planks that had once been the foundation of the hall are showing signs of decay and age as they are no longer maintained.


The palace is tumbling down now
The once glorious place is now on the brink of demolition and breaking apart.


And the dancers have all gone away
The people who once came to this dance hall and made it alive and vibrant have all gone away now, leaving the place to die.


Once there was singing
The people who used to come here would sing along with the music happily.


And once there was song
There was once music that would bring so much joy to the people that danced and sang to it.


And once there was silver and gold (silver and gold)
There was once so much money in this place that was dedicated to entertaining people, both rich and poor.


The tombstones are weathered and broken
The graves that now surround this place are affected by time as well and even these are breaking apart.


But the last signs of life are still here
Even if everything else is dead around, the life still remains evident in and around this place.


The labors of love have been stolen
The legacy and hard work seem to have been stolen by time and nature.


But the gold was the last souvenir
All that remains is the golden memory of once what was a vibrant place and now just a relic of the past.


Once there was laughter
The people who visited this place laughed and enjoyed themselves without any worries.


And once there was life
It was once a place where people would gather and bring life to its very foundation with their lively nature.


And once there was silver and gold (silver and gold)
There was once money here in abundance that was once spent to keep this place alive and thriving.


The dance hall is silent and empty
The same emotional emptiness is conveyed again, representing the downfall of the once happy and lively place.




Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Spirit Music Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Kyle Jacobs, Ruth Collins, Sherrie Austin, Westin Davis

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Comments from YouTube:

Dave Dennis

What is really sad is the stories that faded away with these old towns that will never be heard again. I would love to hear the stories.

wyominglost

Takes me back to the 70's! Huntin ghost towns and listening to CW McCall,with my Dad. Miss ya Dad. RIP.

Winonasalibi

SO underated..... I always tell people how much this guy influence me.... with the help of his cowriter/arranger Chip Davis who went on to form Mannheim Steamroller, the guy did the unthinkable.... He esentially melded Progressive Rock and Country music.

Marlena Linne

This is incredible!! I love C W. I had heard the song before and love it, but this video is the icing on the cake. Well done.

user208351

I was in Ouray July 2008 and had dinner with Bill (C.W. McCall) his voice is still strong and the words are clear. These old towns and mills are fading away lost to time and weather. We lost the Empire Chief Mill and The Torpedo Eclipse Mill due to snow slides in 2008. Any one who is interested can write Bill Fries; PO Box E, Ouray, CO 81427 Bill is one heck of a guy and we look forward to seeing him in July. He just had his 80th Birth day on November 15.

Brian McLaughlin

Such a wonderful song, and a testament to this nation's past. A past that is more present than one can expect.

Shane Smith

I love the atmosphere of this recording, goose bump stuff.

Boomer's "Garage"

This song is enough to give a guy goose bumps even on a hot summer day.

Mark Shlosberg

This has always been one of my favorite C.W McCall songs, thanks for posting it.

ms goodlistener

Great work on this video! Love the song and CW.

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