Whenever I am lonely, whenever I am down

I'm going to the only exciting place in town

Where people get together, to get their food and such

And to discuss the weather, or just to keep in touch

Here Harry's meeting Sally, and Larry talks to Dale

While headed for the deli, where the turkey ham's on sale

Whenever I am low, my reaction is

I think I need to go to where the action is

There's a place here in the borough

Where the local folks will meet

They share their joy and sorrow

Right there on East Main Street

Pick your pick up truck and park it

In your good old parking space

At Saylor's Market

Our favorite meeting place

You never need much waiting, until the scene unwinds

Here we are parading our bellies and behinds

You know it's kind' a tough, not to treat ourselves

To all the good but heavy stuff that lures us from the shelves

Now something else is Ann, I met her by the meats

And then I saw her once again down by the baking needs

You should have seen her smile, I fell in love perhaps

While walking down the isle, with her to foils and wraps

There's a place here in the borough

Where the local folks will meet

They share their joy and sorrow

Right there on East Main Street

Pick your pick up truck and park it

In your good old parking space

At Saylor's Market

Our favorite meeting place

But sometimes I am tense, whem I'm going there

There is this eery sense, this feeling of despair

Some local kids have gone away to fight the war

There's yellow ribbons on the window of the store

This store that has a mission, they're in the borough for

Officially nutrition, but oh for so much more

There's a place here in the borough

Where the local folks will meet

They share their joy and sorrow

Right there on East Main Street

Pick your pick up truck and park it

In your good old parking space

At Saylor's Market

Our favorite meeting place

Tekst en muziek: Marc De Koninck

Cover photo: Wouter van Drenth

Copyright: © 2005