Don McLean - General Store Lyrics
Mornin', Mrs. CampbellLovely day todayI heard about the fireI wonder what the papers sayLet's see now:Give me fifty shotgun shellsAnd a hundred feet of ropeJust add that to my billSays here there ain't no hopeThey all were burned aliveAnd four packs of cigarettesNo, I think I'll make it fiveI heard about the weddingI'm so happy for the brideWhy that fire house looked mighty niceAnd the whole town swelled with prideWe've watched her grow to womanhoodShe's found an upright manShe'll learn this life ain't easyYou do the best you canNo, no, my family ain't so goodMy wife just had a spellAnd I can't afford the medicineShe needs to make her wellI've been laid off at that factoryFor sixteen months or moreI came home last Wednesday evenin'I found her lyin' on the floorBye now, Mrs. CampbellSay howdy to your sonYou can tell him we'll go huntin'When he gets a bigger gunIt was too bad about that fireBut don't you get me wrongWe've gotta teach these peopleHow to stay where they belong
