she said i watch him walk down main street a sweet one man parade he d tip his hat and just like that another score he d made i d watch the girls all watch him moths drawn to the flame the money showed the laughter flowed from the way he played the game he played the game some said he was a rambler some said he was a rake some said he was a gambler some said he was a fake but i knew him like no one else a gentleman was he his days belonged to himself his nights belonged to me belonged to me and they re talkin in the town square in the taverns and the shops i hear them talkin everywhere their talkin never stops but all their words of wisdom won t make you go away the day they closed the factory down they had nothing nothing left to say she said i take care of my momma now since my father died i m raising baby brother too the way my father tried his thirty years in the factory ended in that furnace blast but they settled up for ten bucks a week and the bitterness is past it did not last so they re moving somewhere else now with their cloths and fabric press they found themselves another town where they ll make shirts for less and that is why he said last night he won t watch the old town die but i would not take what he tried to leave when he told me good bye oh it s good bye  and they re talkin in the town square in the taverns and the shops i hear them talkin everywhere their talkin never stops but all their words of wisdom won t make you go away the day they closed the factory down they had nothing nothing left to say so they re talkin of the changes the closing brings about talkin of the hard times and the young folks moving out yes they re talking as if talking can make everything all right but all the talking ever done won t bring him back tonight oh tonight and they re talkin talkin talkin talkin talkin in the shops i hear them talkin everywhere their talkin never stops but all their words of wisdom won t make you go away the day they closed the factory down they had nothing nothing left to say 