13TH DAY OF AUGUST '54, I WAS 5 YEARS OLD, DEPENDING WHERE YOU'RE COUNTING FROM

MAMA DIDN'T TELL ME WHAT WAS GOING ABROAD, NO TALES OF THINGS TO COME

DADDY, DADDY COME HOME IN THE EVENING WITH THE BURDENS OF THE DAY

PAT BOONE MIGHT COME ALONG AND TAKE DADDY'S BLUES AWAY

MAMA MIGHT TAKE DADDY'S HEAD INTO HER HANDS

SOOTHE AWHILE, SOOTHE AWHILE, TOUCH THE BOY INSIDE THE MAN



MISS DEBBIE REYNOLDS PROMISED SOMEONE OUT THERE, ALWAYS TO OBEY

SUGAR SUGAR WHITE CLEAN AND NEAT

AND THERE WAS NO BETTER QUALIFIED TO CRY AWHILE, CRY AWHILE

NOT QUITE LIKE MR. JOHNNY RAY

SUGAR, SUGAR, CLEAN AND NEAT

SUGAR, SUGAR, CLEAN AND NEAT



BENEATH HER SKIRTS, BETWEEN CLEAN WHITE SHEETS

IT'S SUCH A LONG WAY FROM THE STREETS



DOWN AT THE JUKE JOINT, BACK AT THE DRIVE-IN-MOVIE SHOW

MOONDOG MADE ONE MORE WHITE BOY SANCTIFY

OUT ON THE STREETS, THE RED HOT STREETS, OLD HEROES FELL

AND SCREAMED MY NAME WITH PRIDE



BENEATH HER SKIRTS, BETWEEN THE CLEAN WHITE SHEETS

SUCH A LONG, LONG (LONG, LONG) WAY, FROM THE STREETS