Sounds of industry heard as a young man growing up in a blue collar town.
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Many of us who grew up in the 50’s and 60’s on the West side of Danville can relate to this song. It’s about the sounds that we used to hear at night as we opened our windows to get some cool air. These sounds can no longer be heard because they were the sounds made by industry that no longer exists in this town. There are probably hundreds of towns in the same boat today, as Danville. The song is applicable to them all, with maybe some different names applied.
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Midnight Sounds
E B
Hot summer nights just layin in bed
A A
Windows wide open with a breeze cross my head
E B
You can hear the Dinky train cross the river and hill
A A
With Western Brick clay headed for the kiln
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We listened to the sounds not knowin they wouldn’t last
E B A
These midnight sounds of the blue collar past.
Db Min A
We grew up with these sounds not knowin they wouldn’t last
E B |A
These midnight sounds of the blue collar town
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E B
With the breeze from the south General Motors could be heard
A A
workers finishing second others staring third
E B
Listen as the Hysters make their rounds
A A on a hot summer night of midnight sounds
Break
E B
You could hear the band playin someone opened the door
A A
Now it’s a Babtist church, Variety Club no more
E B
Hillery Yard trains 24 hours a day
A A
Tired men workin for a well deserved pay
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We listened to the sounds not knowin they wouldn’t last |
E B |A
These midnight sounds of the blue collar past
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Db Min A
We grew up with these sounds not knowin they wouldn’t last
E B A
These midnight sounds of a blue collar town.(repeat 2 more times)
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