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 STREE