My Friend The Chocolate Cake – Buffalo Ballet lyrics

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

The tracks were lain across the plain
by broken old men in torrid rain,
the towns grew up - people were still
sleeping in the midday sun

Let's all join and we'll all hold hands,
Let's all join in to plunder land,
then soldiers once, long long ago
rode through the town, rode down those
sleeping in the midday sun

Gold came and went quickly spent
the people broke down and often drowned,
of wealth and the pain of old Abilene
sleeping in the midday sun...
sleeping in the midday sun