Besedila: Trent Willmon. Population 81.

There used to be a sign
Saying, "Welcome to Population 82"
Just a little town with no line streets
Where I loved you and you loved me

But there ain't been a day of sun
Since this town has become Population 81

We used to lay beside the lake
Talk about the plans we'd make
We'd build a house by that old oak tree
Make it Population 83

Now those dreams have turned to dust
Since this town has become Population 81

I threw a penny in the wishing well
And I made a wish that wished you well
And I watched it sink away from me, away from me

Now when I go down to the corner store
Where the old men sit out on the porch
I hear what they don't say to me
But they'll talk about it when I leave

'Cause they know what's done is done
And that this town has become Population 81

I took a walk out on the bridge
And I dropped that diamond off the edge
And I watched it sink away from me
Away from me, away from me

There used to be a sign
Saying, "Welcome to Population 82"
Just a little town with no line streets
Where I loved you and you loved me
Oh, you loved me

You loved me
Oh, I watched you slip away from me