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(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 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 Green county fair
Rodeo,
Tom Green 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 Green 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 Green 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 Green 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 Green county fair
(spoken fadeout)
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....
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