There's faded paint down Walnut Street That's the cotton gin where the farmers meet And there's the water tower, I never had the guts to climb Sums up how, some folks live and others die, trying. She'll pick you up & pull you down. And everyone waves when they're driving through town Yeah the faces may change, but the last names never do. It's the beautiful way of life, in Idalou Just north of the highway is my dad's old work barn Down the road from there, is where the Isoms farm Coach Taylor retired, after finally winning state They'll all move on, but the stories will stay the same. She'll pick you up & pull you down. And everyone waves when they're driving through town Yeah the faces may change, but the last names never do. It's the beautiful way of life, in Idalou There's a sole traffic light, And one side is red, and most people stop and they stay til they're dead. The other side's yellow, and it means proceed with caution If you keep going, you may be forgotten. She'll pick you up & she'll pull you down. And everyone waves when they're driving through town She'll pick you up and pull you down And everyone waves when they're driving through our little town Yeah the faces may change, but the last names never do. It's the beautiful way of life, in Idalou It's the beautiful way of life, for me and you