China Grove

When the sun comes up on a sleepy little town

Down around San Antone

And the folks are risin' for another day

'Round about their homes

The people of the town are strange

And they're proud of where they came

Well, you talkin' 'bout the China Grove (talkin' 'bout the China Grove)

Whoa, oh (whoa, oh), China Grove

Well, the preacher and the teacher

Lord, they're a caution

They are the talk of the town

When the gossip gets to flyin' and they ain't lyin'

When the sun goes fallin' down

They say that the father's insane

And dear Mrs. Perkin's a game

Well, talkin' 'bout the China Grove (talkin' 'bout the China Grove)

Whoa, oh (whoa, oh), China Grove

But every day there's a new thing comin'

The ways of an oriental view

The sheriff and his buddies with their samurai swords

You can even hear the music at night

And though it's a part of the Lone Star State

People don't seem to care

They just keep on lookin' to the east

Talkin' 'bout the China Grove (talkin' 'bout the China Grove)

Whoa, oh (whoa, oh), China Grove