When Abilene was young and gay
And thunder storms filled up the days
The cattle roam outside the town Sleeping in the midday sun X4 Then tracks were laid across the plain
By broken old men in torrid rain
The towns grew up, and the people were still Sleeping in the midday sun X4 We all joined in
(And) We all joined hands
We all joined in
To help run this land Then the soldiers came, long long ago
Rode through the town
And mowed down those Sleeping in the midday sun X4 Gold came and went, quickly spent
And the people broke down
And often drowned
From the wealth and the pain
Of old Abilene Sleeping in the midday sun X8.
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