Crooked old women hobble down the street.
Weather old men drive pick-up trucks.
At this stage of life, I suspect,
they just don't give a fuck.

I sleep deep and I dream heavy
on the Petticoat Junction Express.
Thunder rumbles and I dream on,
on the Petticoat Junction Express.

When there are aliens or dinosaurs involved
there are always kids on foot.
You'd think by now they would've learned,
it's safer just to stay put.

I sleep deep and I dream heavy
on the Petticoat Junction Express.
Thunder rumbles and I dream on,
on the Petticoat Junction Express.

Venus and Jupiter drift toward conjunction
on a sea of darkness and light.
I raise my banner to the old Oak King
and dance in the deepening night.

The full moon rises and I'm afflicted.
Grizzly Creek's beginning to crest.
Be that as it may a gentle breeze blows
on the Petticoat Junction Express.

The Petticoat Junction Express

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The Petticoat Junction Express

Gregg M. Pasterick