Текст песни Tucker Zimmerman - Old Folks of Farmersville
Old timers, gold miners
Witches and midwives
Mothers who'd never seen their faces in a mirror
There was a jack of all trades, sister Sam
The moonshine monkeys and the mystery man
Who'd ride in on a tall black horse then disappear
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
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
And then there was grandma
Silence is golden
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
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
