Hubbardville Store

Lyrics

Well, it looked like rain when we laid Papa down But he sure looked good in that suit of brown From The Hubbardville Store A small gray stone and a box of pine And two red roses tied with twine From The Hubbardville Store Dust to dust, who could ask for more It stood like a ghost on the paved highway They'd come in their cars and tell us to pay The Hubbardville Store And I was just a kid and I couldn't plow ground And Mama would cry when the man come around From The Hubbardville Store Look yonder Mama, here comes hard times Well, Mama was weak but her pride was strong She said we'd pay before too long Oh, the Hubbardville Store But Mama knew better, I could see it in her eyes Cause if money was meat we couldn't draw flies From The Hubbardville Store Look out Mama, oh, here comes the man They took our house and they took our land They took everything but the clothes in our hands Oh, the Hubbardville Store And I swore to God I'd do 'em all in But Mama cried Son, don't turn to sin For that Hubbardville Store Look out now, you better hold on, boy Well, I felt like a man on that moonless night With a steady hand and one matchto light The Hubbardville Store And the people came a-running from miles around They hid their smiles while it burned to the ground Oh, the Hubbardville Store Well, come on down, who could ask for more Well, they gave me ten years but they ain't built it back Cause I burnt everything right down to the sacks Of that Hubbardville Store Dust to dust, who could ask for more Oh, the sky's on fire from the Hubbardville Store Look yonder Mama, could you ask for more