Old Iron Town

Downtown Ironton on a sultry day makes me long for scenes of yesterday. Spain...Madrid...now there's a place. I yearn to see the Madonna's face. Or take me now to Aztec borrows; let me see their irrigation furrows. Oh the sights I've enjoyed! Oh the folks I've annoyed! Take me now to oceans sweet. I need to see the wave's repeat. Heat and dust bring me 'round. Truth takes hold...I'm in Ironton...old iron town.