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 joined 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