Buffalo Ballet - Fragments

This is an European version of the Old West
It's "Buffalo Ballet"

When Abilene was young and gay
And thunderstorms filled up the day
The cattle roamed outside the town

Sleeping in the midday sun
Sleeping in the midday sun
Sleeping in the midday sun
Sleeping in the midday sun

Then tracks were lain across the plain
By broken old men in torrid rains
The towns grew up and the people were still

Sleeping in the midday sun
Sleeping in the midday sun
Sleeping in the midday sun
Sleeping in the midday sun

We all joined in and all joined hands
We all joined in to help run this land
Then soldiers came, long, long ago
Rode through the town and rode down those

Sleeping in the midday sun
Sleeping in the midday sun
Sleeping in the midday sun
Sleeping in the midday sun

Gold came and went, quickly spent
And the people broke down and often drowned
From the wealth and pain of old Abilene

Sleeping in the midday sun
Sleeping in the midday sun
Sleeping in the midday sun
Sleeping in the midday sun
They were sleeping in the midday sun
Sleeping in the midday sun



Credits
Writer(s): John Davies Cale
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