Hailing From Spindale

Hailing from Spindale By Franklin Price 9/17/2019 Hailing you from Spindale That was once a textile town Now the factories are empty Many of them torn down No longer do the workers Move the fabric through the loom Their jobs are in some foreign land Where lower wages spelled the doom All to raise the value of the stock And to benefit the rich Transportation is far cheaper Than the labor for the stitch That was many years ago Long before we found this place Where the workers are still living, At their meals still saying grace Go out to church on Sundays Many go on Wednesday's too Still believe that God is with them In everything they say and do Still love and hug their families Have a sip of 'shine for you When we came here, we were strangers, Now they've made us family too We came here to retire We thought of all, it would be best More than a dozen years ago It's never failed to pass the test There might be another place Would not be better, I believe The fabric, of our life, is here The one, together, that we weave.