Guys are playin' pool, longnecks in a bucket. Braggin' about their luck with the ladies in bed. Laughin' when they ask him for all the dirty details. He don't say nothin' just starts shakin' his head.
There's aluminum cans and cigarettes butts. Lyin' in the sides of the streets. The baseball field in the County Park. Is buried in a blanket of weeds.