by D.Linde
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(As covered by Roger Miller)
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Released on 4 RM albums
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(spoken)
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You know it's funny how certain things stick with you thru the years,
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Like how it feels to be ten years old at the County fair
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Hotdog stand,
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When you're hungry hotdogs smell so doggone grand
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Hoppin' thru the sawdust, runnin' with my brothers
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Head to toe we're smilin', at the Tom Greene county fair
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Rodeo,
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Tom Greene county fairs got one fine rodeo
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The cowboys are the greatest, the clown he is so funny
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You bust your britches laughing, at the Tom Greene county fair
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Well a Sunday at the fair can make a memory more valuable than gold
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Especially when you're ten years old
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Ferris Wheel,
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Just like an airplane in the sky, that's how you feel
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Look down and see the people, wave your arms and holler
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Everybody's laughing at the Tom Greene county fair
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Night time comes,
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Up there on the bandstand we see Billy Swan
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Everybody's clappin', Mum and Pop are dancin'
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Sawdust is a flyin', at the Tom Greene county fair
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Well a Sunday at the fair can make a memory more valuable than gold
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Especially when you're ten years old
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Time to go,
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The pickup truck it rattles down the gravel road
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And all of us kids sit backwards, lookin' thru the dustcloud
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At the lights and the laughter at the Tom Greene county fair
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(spoken fadeout)
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well step right up and see the three eyed malarkey brothers
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smoking one big round cigar fresh from Havana,
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see the one legged chicken do the footrace with a sack of....
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The Tom Green Country Fair
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| Roger Miller |
