When the sun comes up on a sleepy little town Down around San Antone And the folks are risin for another day Roundabout their homes The people of the town are strange And theyre proud of where they came Well, youre talkin bout China Grove China Ohohoh, China Grove, ohohoh Well, the preacher and the teacher Lord, theyre a caution They are the talk of the town When the gossip gets to flyin And they aint lyin When the sun goes fallin down They say that the fathers insane And dear Mrs. Perkins a game Were talkin bout the China Grove China Ohohoh, China Grove, ohohoh But every day theres a new thing comin The ways of an Oriental view The sheriff and his buddies With their samurai swords You can even hear the music at night And though its a part of the Lone Star State People dont seem to care They just keep on lookin to the East Talkin bout the China Grove China Ohohoh, China Grove, ohohoh
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