Boom Town
The New Seekers Lyrics


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Well, the people came here from parts unknown
Sleepin' in their cars 'cause they didn't have homes
They thought this place was the promised land
If you could roughneck, we could use a good man

Come on, boy, let me show you around
You could make a lot of money here, livin' in a boomtown
Well, some build bars and big hotels
Downshift drive and the people live well
High on the hog and wild on the range
Pocket full of cash instead of chump change

This place kicks when the sun goes down
Ain't life great when you're livin' in a boomtown

You see oil was the blood that flowed through the soul
Keep a man workin' when it's forty below
Relent to the Devil in the cold, cold ground
Trying to make a dollar here

Six short years the oil fields went
Rigs came down and the money got spent
And the wise men saved for a rainy day
The fools packed up and they moved away

The hotels closed and the bars shut down
And it got real quite here, livin' in a boomtown

See oil was the blood that flowed through the soul
Keep a man workin' when it's forty below
Relent to the Devil in the cold, cold ground
Trying to make a dollar here, livin' in a boomtown

Now, the cafe's filled with people tellin' lies
Trying to figure out how the town went dry
You can buy a house, a dime on the dollar
Need a good home just give me a holler

I can move you in with no money down
Still tryin' to make a dollar here, livin' in a boomtown





Livin' in a boomtown, livin' in a boomtown

Overall Meaning

The New Seekers’ “Boom Town” is a vivid portrayal of an oil boomtown in the United States. It tells the story of people who migrated to the town to look for work, believing they found the promised land only to realize years later that the town lost its vibrancy once the oil fields went dry.


The first stanza illustrates how people trooped to the town from different places without adequate preparation or shelter, with some using their cars as their temporary homes. The second stanza highlights the peak period of the town, where big hotels and bars were built to accommodate revelers, and people lived lavishly. The chorus—“Ain't life great when you're livin' in a boomtown”—would reverberate through the streets, as the outpouring of cash made things possible.


However, the fourth stanza is a reversal of fortune. The oil fields dried up, and the town's economy dwindled as fast as it grew. Hotels and bars shut down, and once-busy streets became eerily quiet, causing the town to be deserted. The last stanza shows how people who still live there, many now without jobs or with unsustainably low wages, tell themselves stories about the town's rise and fall. They sell houses at a discount, but no one is buying, and the hope of recouping their losses or making their dreams come true in a boomtown has vanished.


Overall, “Boomtown” captures the story of America's boom and bust cycles, often triggered by the discovery, exploitation, and the eventual depletion of natural resources. The lyrical strength of the song lies in how it portrays the cyclical nature of the boom and the consequent human experiences, making it a critique of what it means to live a life solely dependent on the actions of global capitalist markets.


Line by Line Meaning

Well, the people came here from parts unknown
People migrated to this place with no clear origin.


Sleepin' in their cars 'cause they didn't have homes
People had to sleep in their cars because they had nowhere else to go.


They thought this place was the promised land
People believed this place was the perfect destination that would yield everything they needed.


If you could roughneck, we could use a good man
If you could work hard on oil rigs, you could earn a good living here.


Come on, boy, let me show you around
Come with me, and I'll give you a tour of this place.


You could make a lot of money here, livin' in a boomtown
This is a place where you can earn a lot of money by working hard when the business is thriving.


Well, some build bars and big hotels
Some entrepreneurs construct bars and luxurious hotels in this town.


Downshift drive and the people live well
The working-class people experience an improved lifestyle and economic status due to the booming business of oil drilling.


High on the hog and wild on the range
People have access to lavish goods and enjoyment.


Pocket full of cash instead of chump change
People have large sums of money instead of insignificant coins.


This place kicks when the sun goes down
This place is lively and full of action when night falls.


Ain't life great when you're livin' in a boomtown
This place is incredible due to the prosperous business and resources in town.


You see oil was the blood that flowed through the soul
Oil drilling was the primary source of income and the backbone of this town's economy.


Keep a man workin' when it's forty below
People could work during harsh weather conditions to earn enough money.


Relent to the Devil in the cold, cold ground
People needed to show unwavering persistence to endure tough physical labor.


Trying to make a dollar here
People did everything they could to earn money in this trade.


Six short years the oil fields went
After only six years, the oil fields began to dry up.


Rigs came down and the money got spent
Oil rigs were dismantled, and the money generated from oil drilling was gone.


And the wise men saved for a rainy day
Smart people saved their money for when times got tough.


The fools packed up and they moved away
Foolish people left the town when the business declined, seeking new possibilities elsewhere.


The hotels closed and the bars shut down
Hotels and bars, once thriving, no longer had customers and went out of business.


And it got real quite here, livin' in a boomtown
The town became very quiet after business fizzled out, in contrast to its previous state of excitement and energy.


Now, the cafe's filled with people tellin' lies
Empty cafes and restaurants are now filled with people who lost their money and are communicating false stories.


Trying to figure out how the town went dry
People cannot comprehend why this once thriving boomtown suddenly lost everything.


You can buy a house, a dime on the dollar
Housing prices dropped dramatically, as people sold off their property at low prices.


Need a good home just give me a holler
If you need a good, affordable home, contact the right people.


I can move you in with no money down
You can move in without paying a down payment.


Still tryin' to make a dollar here, livin' in a boomtown
People are still trying to earn money, even though the boomtown no longer exists.


Livin' in a boomtown, livin' in a boomtown
Living in a boomtown can be an incredible experience, despite the potential risk of sudden decline and going bust.




Writer(s): Peter Doyle

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Most interesting comment from YouTube:

@gregzsidisin

Couldn't find the correct lyrics to this amazing song, which I remember from my childhood. After a lot of listens, here they are: I was born on the Canadian National Railway, yay yay
A boxcar on a fireball express
And that’s my home on the top of Buffalo Mountain, yay yay
Old train, old train, that’s where you took your rest
Yay yeah, yeah yeah, yay yeah, yeah yeah

In a week or two, I’ll be leavin’ Buffalo Mountain, yay yay
My home was there from the day I was born
Goodbye train, I’m a-leavin’ for the lowlands, yay yay
I’m tired of mountain dew that’s stilled from corn
Yeah yeah

Buffalo boy, don’t be lonely each day
I got me a guitar, talkin’ all way
How will you buy your fancy boy clothes?
Oh, I’ll put some gold dust under my toes

Take me down to the valley
Mama, wash my hands
Wash me clean of the mountain
And take me to the lowlands
Put my feet in the mud, Ma
And river toss your pan
Wash me clean of the mountain
And take me to the lowlands
Take me to them, lead me by the hand
Mama, take me to the lowlands
Mama, take me to the lowlands

Boom town
You’d better, better hold your ground
Boom town
Mama, I’m comin’ down

Mountain, cry me your goodbye
And old train, whistle out my name
Soon I’ll make me a fortune
And ride you, iron horse, again

Take me down to the valley
Mama, wash my hands
Wash me clean of the mountain
And take me to the lowlands

Boom town
You’d better, better hold your ground
Boom town
Mama, I’m comin’ down
Take me down to the valley
Mama, wash my hands
Put my feet in the mud, Ma
Take me down to the ground

Boom town
You’d better, better hold your ground
Take me down to the valley
Take me down to the ground

Boom town
You’d better, better hold your ground



All comments from YouTube:

@themar22

One of my favorite B sides! I love how you can have a tune in your head and instantly find it. Thank you YouTube!

@russakerman7547

What a talent, SO underrated. Peter Doyle RIP

@jmcdowall2001

RIP Peter, I remember buying "I'd like to teach the world to sing" and listening to the B side and thinking that this was amazing.

@everyshalalalala

Me too.

@spontaneousreactionsJohn

I'm glad to know I'm not alone in finding it that way.

@hardlines4

One of my very first 45’ when I was a kid!

@carolinahernandezdezabalo8498

Una gran canción de esta banda musical,aunque diferente a su estilo y de gran garra. Amazing song!!

@ajmittendorf

I love how, at the 2:50 mark, the drums are used to imitate the sound of a train accelerating. Love it!

@MrFuak47

Oh the memories, its mad how the b side is just as popular as the a side. 👍🏻

@gregzsidisin

Couldn't find the correct lyrics to this amazing song, which I remember from my childhood. After a lot of listens, here they are: I was born on the Canadian National Railway, yay yay
A boxcar on a fireball express
And that’s my home on the top of Buffalo Mountain, yay yay
Old train, old train, that’s where you took your rest
Yay yeah, yeah yeah, yay yeah, yeah yeah

In a week or two, I’ll be leavin’ Buffalo Mountain, yay yay
My home was there from the day I was born
Goodbye train, I’m a-leavin’ for the lowlands, yay yay
I’m tired of mountain dew that’s stilled from corn
Yeah yeah

Buffalo boy, don’t be lonely each day
I got me a guitar, talkin’ all way
How will you buy your fancy boy clothes?
Oh, I’ll put some gold dust under my toes

Take me down to the valley
Mama, wash my hands
Wash me clean of the mountain
And take me to the lowlands
Put my feet in the mud, Ma
And river toss your pan
Wash me clean of the mountain
And take me to the lowlands
Take me to them, lead me by the hand
Mama, take me to the lowlands
Mama, take me to the lowlands

Boom town
You’d better, better hold your ground
Boom town
Mama, I’m comin’ down

Mountain, cry me your goodbye
And old train, whistle out my name
Soon I’ll make me a fortune
And ride you, iron horse, again

Take me down to the valley
Mama, wash my hands
Wash me clean of the mountain
And take me to the lowlands

Boom town
You’d better, better hold your ground
Boom town
Mama, I’m comin’ down
Take me down to the valley
Mama, wash my hands
Put my feet in the mud, Ma
Take me down to the ground

Boom town
You’d better, better hold your ground
Take me down to the valley
Take me down to the ground

Boom town
You’d better, better hold your ground

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