Roger Miller - The Tom Green County Fair lyrics
[Roger Miller - The Tom Green County Fair lyrics]
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 fair
Hotdog stand
When you're hungry hotdogs smell
So doggone grand hoppin' thru the sawdust
Runnin' with my brothers
Head to toe we're smilin'
At the Tom Greene county fair
Rodeo
Tom Greene county fairs got one fine rodeo
The cowboys are the greatest
The clown he is so funny
You bust your britches laughing
At the Tom Greene county fair
Well a Sunday at the fair can make
A memory more valuable than gold
Especially when you're ten years old
Ferris Wheel
Just like an airplane in the sky
That's how you feel
Look down and see the people
Wave your arms and holler
Everybody's laughing at the Tom
Greene county fair
Night time comes
Up there on the bandstand we see Billy Swan
Everybody's clappin', Mum and Pop are dancin'
Sawdust is a flyin'
At the Tom Greene county fair
Well a Sunday at the fair can make
A memory more valuable than gold
Especially when you're ten years old
Time to go the pickup truck it rattles
Down the gravel road
And all of us kids sit backwards
Lookin' thru the dustcloud
At the lights and the laughter at
The Tom Greene county fair
Well step right up and see
The three eyed malarkey brothers
Smoking one big round cigar fresh from Havana
See the one legged chicken do the
Footrace with a sack of
Stick with you thru the years
Like how it fells to be ten
Years old at the County fair
Hotdog stand
When you're hungry hotdogs smell
So doggone grand hoppin' thru the sawdust
Runnin' with my brothers
Head to toe we're smilin'
At the Tom Greene county fair
Rodeo
Tom Greene county fairs got one fine rodeo
The cowboys are the greatest
The clown he is so funny
You bust your britches laughing
At the Tom Greene county fair
Well a Sunday at the fair can make
A memory more valuable than gold
Especially when you're ten years old
Ferris Wheel
Just like an airplane in the sky
That's how you feel
Look down and see the people
Wave your arms and holler
Everybody's laughing at the Tom
Greene county fair
Night time comes
Up there on the bandstand we see Billy Swan
Everybody's clappin', Mum and Pop are dancin'
Sawdust is a flyin'
At the Tom Greene county fair
Well a Sunday at the fair can make
A memory more valuable than gold
Especially when you're ten years old
Time to go the pickup truck it rattles
Down the gravel road
And all of us kids sit backwards
Lookin' thru the dustcloud
At the lights and the laughter at
The Tom Greene county fair
Well step right up and see
The three eyed malarkey brothers
Smoking one big round cigar fresh from Havana
See the one legged chicken do the
Footrace with a sack of