Country Fun on a Thundercloud

Well, saddle up. Well, saddle up. The county fair is humming. A little blue moon tractor's finally coming.

Mabel found a horseshoe in the feed store bin

She nailed it to the jukebox and the room kicked in

Old Roy brought a cooler, June brought a cherry pie

Then Mary yelled, hold my hat and learn to yodel high

The barn door shook, the boots got loose, somebody fed the pig a juice

The odelay, stomp it down, spin that hay bale through the town

The odelow, don't be slow, when the fiddle starts the tractors go

Hey ho, let the tailgate fly, laugh so hard that the chickens cry

He owed a lay one more round

Country fun on a thundercloud sound

And Delia rode a long chair like a rodeo queen

With a battery fan for a limousine

The sheriff lost his badge inside a mason jar

He found it when the back of dancers kicked the bar

The corn popped loud, the lights went red

A goose wore boots upon its head

Yodel-ay, stomp it down

Spin that hay bale through the town

Yodel-o, don't be slow

When the fiddle starts, the tractors go

Hey-ho, let the tailgate fly

Laugh so hard that the chickens cry

Yodel-ay, one more round

Country fun on a thundercloud sound

Then the power blinked, the fair went still

One lone yodel rode across the hill

Mabel struck a match, Roy counted four

The whole wide county danced beneath the stars once more

You're late, stomp it down

Turn that quiet night around

Yodel-oh, voices rise, boots and banjos, county skies

Hey-ho, let the tailgate fly, wave your hat and holler why

Yodel-ay, one more round, we found joy where the lost things wound up found

Lock the barn and let it go