Last Saturday morning I shut off the alarm

Drove out in the valley to old Dan Cook's farm

A sign on the fence post put up with one nail read 10 a.m. sharp for big public sale

At least forty people were out in the yard

Looking for bargains they were dealing real hard

To buy up the pieces and find out the worth of fifty years living so close to the earth

Who'll give me five I got five now who'll give me ten

I'll call out the numbers and you just say when

For a lifetime of mem'ries some happy some sad

Two for a dollar the price sure ain't bad



No bids for the carriage rottin' out by the shed

The one that they drove on the night they were wed

Five bucks for the brass bed a little bit worn

Not much for the place where the five kids were born

And the old parlor piano still sounded alright

Just as good as it did many Saturday nights

And the big round oak table where dinner was made

Brought almost as much as the tiffany shade

Who'll give me five...

Two for a dollar the price sure ain't bad