John Cale Buffalo Ballet

When Abilene was young and gay

And thunder storms 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 we'll all hold hands

Yes, we'll join to help run the land

Then soldiers once, long, long ago

Rode through the town, 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 wealth and the pain of old Abilene

They were sleeping in the midday sun

Sleeping in the midday sun

Sleeping in the midday sun

Sleeping in the midday sun