China Grove - Live

When the sun comes up on a sleepy little town
 Down around San Antone
 And the folks are risin' for another day
 'Round about their home
 The people of the town are strange
 And they're proud of where they came
 Well, you're talking 'bout Ch-China Grove, whoa ho ho
 Whoa, ho, China Grove
 Well, the preacher and the teacher
 Lord, they're a caution
 They are the talk of the town
 When the gossip gets to flyin'
 And they ain't lyin'
 When the sun goes fallin' down
 They say that the Father's insane
 And dear Missus Perkin's a game
 We're talkin' 'bout Ch-China Grove, whoa ho ho
 Whoa, ho, China Grove
 But every day there's a new thing comin'
 The ways of an Oriental view
 The sheriff and his buddies with their samurai swords
 You can even hear the music at night
 And though it's a part of the Lone Star State
 The people don't seem to care
 They'll just keep on lookin' to the east
 A-talkin' 'bout Ch-China Grove, whoa ho ho
 Whoa, ho, China Grove