Jenny And The Tower

Jenny climbed the tower
That brought the stations
To her little town
She sees the streetlights
Stretch down Main Street like a rosary
Jenny climbed the tower
That brought the show
That saved her daddy’s soul
With hours of fire and brimstone
That left Jenny’s momma cold
You remember when he
Packed his bags to go
He was looking for salvation
That he couldn’t find at home
It didn’t make much sense back then
But my, how you have grown
Now you’re looking down
A hundred feet below
You’re looking down
A hundred feet below you
Jenny climbed the tower
And she can see her house from here
Where mother folds the laundry
Watching afternoon TV
Jenny climbed the tower
That brings the show
That sells the soap
That washed any trace of hope
From Jenny’s mother’s eyes
She hardly ever answers
When you call
And when she’s got the volume up
It’s like you’re not there at all
She just might pay attention
If you put on a show
Now you’re looking down
A hundred feet below you Jenny
You’re looking down
A hundred feet below
Jenny climbed the tower
That brings her rock and roll
The signal’s weak but the
Music speaks out clear and strong
Jenny sees the steeple
Of the church right down the road
Where the organist is practicing
Her wedding song
In a couple of hours
You’ll be dressed in white
You can make it last forever
If you play your cards just right
He don’t take you away from here
You’ll find a way to go
Now you’re looking down
A hundred feet below you Jenny
You’re looking down
A hundred feet below