One Red Light, Two Stop Signs

One Red Light, Two Stop Signs

Performed by Bale Harrison & The Texas Field Hands

One Red Light, Two Stop Signs —Music and Lyrics by Alan Nafzger

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[Verse 1]
There’s one red light in this ol’ town,
It blinks all night but they don’t slow down.
A truck or two might cruise on through,
But most folks here know what to do.
Roll on past, tip your hat,
Wave to old Joe, shoot the breeze, and chat.
But them stop signs? Oh, they ain’t just metal and wood,
They come with a view that’s mighty good.

[Chorus]
One red light, two stop signs,
The Mueller twins are a sight divine.
Blonde hair blowing, smiles so wide,
The twins they caught ever boy’s eye.
Daddy’s got his shotgun, keeps it by the door,
He ain’t shot no one, yet… It’s a small town.
One red light, two stop signs,
And hearts stop harder than trucks on the line.

[Verse 2]
Now, those Mueller twins, they’re seventeen,
They turn heads faster than gasoline.
Them boys slow down, but not for the law,
They’re just hopin’ for a glance, maybe hear them drawl.
“Daddy’s watchin’ from the porch,” they say,
But that don’t keep the boys away.
They stop real slow, make up some excuse,
“Just checkin’ my brakes,” or they “ain’t even got an excuse.”

[Chorus]
One red light, two stop signs,
The Mueller twins are a sight divine.
Blonde hair blowing, smiles so wide,
The twins they caught ever boy’s eye.
Daddy’s got his shotgun, keeps it by the door,
He ain’t shot no one, yet… It’s a small town.
One red light, two stop signs,
And hearts stop harder than trucks on the line.

[Bridge]
Daddy’s shotgun sits real nice,
On that porch with watermelon on ice.
But we all know it’s just for show,
Ain’t no boy’s runnin’ that sign, they’re too slow.
The real danger here’s them twins’ and you don’t need a map,
Stealin’ hearts faster than speedin’ traps.

[Chorus]
One red light, two stop signs,
The Mueller twins are a sight divine.
Blonde hair blowing, smiles so wide,
The twins they caught five county’s eyes.
Daddy’s got his shotgun, keeps it by the door,
He ain’t shot no one, yet… It’s a small town.
One red light, two stop signs,
And hearts stop harder than trucks on the line.

[Outro]
One red light, two stop signs,
In this small town, where time unwinds.
Daddy’s got his shotgun, but don’t you fret,
He ain’t shot no one… yet.

Yet!

Small towns possess a charm that’s hard to replicate anywhere else. Life moves at a slower pace, allowing people to savor each moment. The sense of community is one of the greatest virtues of small towns. Everyone knows each other’s name, and neighbors genuinely care. Whether it’s lending a helping hand during tough times or celebrating together at local events, the connection between residents runs deep.

In a small town, you’re never just a face in the crowd. There’s something comforting about walking down Main Street, waving at familiar faces, and stopping for a chat with the local shopkeeper. It’s a place where traditions matter—whether it’s the annual county fair, a Fourth of July parade, or the high school football game that the whole town rallies behind.

Safety and simplicity are also hallmarks of small-town living. You don’t worry as much about locking your doors, and you can let your kids play outside without constantly hovering. The natural surroundings, often filled with open fields, rolling hills, or quiet woods, provide a peaceful backdrop to everyday life.

Lastly, small towns encourage a strong sense of belonging. There’s a shared pride in the local history, landmarks, and culture. While big cities may offer excitement, the virtues of a small town lie in its stability, trust, and deep-rooted connections—a reminder that sometimes, it’s the simple things in life that matter most.