Abilene was young and gay
And thunderstorms filled the day
The cattle roamed outside the town
Sleeping in the midday sun
Then tracks were laid across the plain
By broken old men in tarred rain
Sleeping in the midday sun
Sleepin' in the midday sun
Sleepin' in the midday sun
Sleepin' in the midday sun
Sleeping in the midday sun
Sleeping in the midday sun
Sleeping in the midday sun
Sleeping in the midday sun
Sleepin' in the midday sun
Sleepin' in the midday sun
Sleepin' in the midday sun
Sleepin' in the midday sun
Sleepin' in the midday sun
Sleepin' in the midday sun
Sleepin' in the midday sun
Sleepin' in the midday sun
Sleepin' in the midday sun
Swimming in the midday sun
Swimming in the midday sun