Old Folks of Farmersville

[Verse 1] Old timers, gold miners Witches and midwives Mothers who'd never seen their faces in a mirror There was a Jack of all Trades and Sister Sam The Moonshine Monkeys and the Mystery Man Who'd ride in on a tall black horse then disappear [Chorus] They had some good things to say Those old folks from Farmersville Father to father Right down the line It had nothing to do with Jesus Or gossip on the grapevine It was the holiest of religions Striving to abide [Verse 2] And if you do a good deed To a stranger in need Forget it Forget it right away And if a stranger does you a good turn Love it and live it And never forget it until your dying day [Verse 3] And then there was grandma "Silence is golden" And "The more I learn The less I know, it seems" Canned peaches, bedtime speeches Bedtime stories and old-time songs Her patchwork quilts are filled with dreams [Chorus] They had some good things to say Those old folks from Farmersville Mother to mother Right down the line It had nothing to do with Jesus Or gossip on the grapevine It was the holiest of religions Striving to abide