S.S. #4

I remember a house I once lived in

Overlooking fields of wheat

Where a rooster awoke me at sun-up

Then I knew that it was time for me to get on up

And feed the hogs and call the cows

Till it was time to eat

You know, breakfast was on the table

Fried eggs and salt pork

I'd eat as much as I was able

You can sure get hungry in the stable

Throwing hay all around

With nothing but a pitchfork

Then I walked through the woods to a schoolhouse

That had a woodstove in the middle of the floor

I was thе one and only kid in grade eight

But thеre were seven other grades to educate

And only one schoolmaster in SS number four

At recess, I'd be Jesse James

Joe Toms was Billy the Kid

Side by side, you know we would ride

A lot of men fought us, a lot of men died

You know, I smile inside when I remember

All the things that we did

I took out my car one Sunday

To the farm just to look around

I drove past SS number four

Only to find that it was there no more

You know, the county tore it down

Right to the ground

So I sit and I wonder what Joe Toms

And all my old friends are doing today

It's been about fourteen years or more

Since I last saw SS number four

No one in the world can ever take it away

Someday when I get to be a gray old man

Sitting in my rocking chair

This big old world gets a little too cold

I start forgetting everything I'm told

You know, I still recall

Every single thing I did there