When

the

sun

comes

up

on

a

slee-

py

lit-

tle

town

Down

a-

round

San

An-

tone,

And

the

folks

are

ri-

sin'

for

a-

no-

ther

day

'round

a-

bout

their

homes.

Peo-

ple

of

the

town

are

strange

And

they're

proud

of

where

they

came.

Well,

you're

ta-

lkin'

'bout

Chi-

na

Grove.

Oh

Chi-

na

Grove.

Well,

the

prea-

cher

and

the

tea-

cher.

Lord,

they're

a

cau-

tion.

They

are

the

talk

of

the

town.

When

the

gos-

sip

gets

to

flyin'

And

they

ain't

lyin'

When

the

sun

goes

fal-

lin'

down.

They

say

that

the

fa-

ther's

in-

sane

And

dear

Mis-

sus

Per-

kin's

a

game.

We're

tal-

kin'

'bout

Chi-

na

Grove.

Oh

Chi-

na

Grove

But

ev-

'ry

day

there's

a

new

thing

co-

min'

The

ways

of

an

o-

ri-

en-

tal

view.

The

she-

riff

and

his

bud-

dies

With

their

sa-

mu-

rai

swords.

You

can

e-

ven

hear

the

mu-

sic

at

night

And

though

it's

a

part

of

the

Lone

Star

State,

Peo-

ple

don't

seem

to

care,

they

just

keep

on

loo-

kin'

to

the

East.

Ta-

lkin'

'bout

Chi-

na

Grove.

Oh

Chi-

na

Grove