Six o'clock silence Of a new day beginning Is heard in the small Texas town Like a signal from nowhere The people who live there Are up and moving around 'Cause there's bacon to fry And there's biscuits to bake On the stove that the Salvation Army won't take And you open the windows And you turn on the fan 'Cause it's hotter than hell When the sun hits the land
Walter and Fanny Well they own the grocery That sell most all that you need They've been up and working Since early this morning They've got the whole village to feed Well they put out fresh eggs And throw bad ones away That rotted because Of the heat yesterday The store is all dark So you can't see the flies That settle on round steak And last Monday's pies
Sleepy Hill's drugstore And the cafe are open The coffee is bubbling hot 'Cause the folks that ain't working Gonna sit there 'til sundown And talk about what they ain't got Someone just threw a clutch In the old pickup truck It seems like they're riding On a streak of bad luck The doctor bills came And the well has gone dry Seems their grown kids don't care Whether they live or dieTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.