Roger Miller - The Tom Green County Fair Lyrics
(spoken)You know it's funny how certain things stick with you thru the years,Like how it fells to be ten years old at the County fairHotdog stand,When you're hungry hotdogs smell so doggone grandHoppin' thru the sawdust, runnin' with my brothersHead to toe we're smilin', at the Tom Green county fairRodeo,Tom Green county fairs got one fine rodeoThe cowboys are the greatest, the clown he is so funnyYou bust your britches laughing, at the Tom Green county fairWell a Sunday at the fair can make a memory more valuable than goldEspecially when you're ten years oldFerris Wheel,Just like an airplane in the sky, that's how you feelLook down and see the people, wave your arms and hollerEverybody's laughing at the Tom Green county fairNight time comes,Up there on the bandstand we see Billy SwanEverybody's clappin', Mum and Pop are dancin'Sawdust is a flyin', at the Tom Green county fairWell a Sunday at the fair can make a memory more valuable than goldEspecially when you're ten years oldTime to go,The pickup truck it rattles down the gravel roadAnd all of us kids sit backwards, lookin' thru the dustcloudAt the lights and the laughter at the Tom Green county fair(spoken fadeout)well step right up and see the three eyed malarkey brotherssmoking one big round cigar fresh from Havana,see the one legged chicken do the footrace with a sack of....
