Cisco Clifton's Fillin' Station
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Cisco Clifton had a fillin' station
About a mile and a half from town
Most cars passed unless they were out of gas
So Cisco was always around
Regular gas was all that it sold
Except tobacco matches and oil
Other than that he fixed lots of flats
Keepin' Cisco rough hands soiled
He'd wipe the gas and check the air
In a hundred times a day
He patiently gave directions
On how to get to the state highway
Usually he'd give 'em water
Or a tyre or two some air
And once a big black Cadillac
Spent seven dollars there
He'd give anybody anything they'd ask
And lend anything he had
His tools are tyres bumper jacks or wire
To the good ones or the bad
In wintertime there was a depot stove
And a table for a checker game
And every mornin' at sunup
The same checker players came
So Cisco Clifton's fillin' station
Was always in the red
Personal loans were personally gone
But never a word was said
One mornin' at eight, them checker players
Heard a big bulldozer roar like a freight
And Cisco said I hope my kids stay fed
When they build that Interstate
He'd managed to pay for property
Where his little fillin' station sat
And friends still came for checker game
So Cisco settled for that
He wouldn't say so but Cisco knew
That the Interstate was too much to fight
But to keep his will and to pay his bills
He did odd jobs at night
He still opened up at sunrise
And the checker game went on
The cars flew past on high test gas
And the neighbors had sold out and gone
If a car ever did go by he was lost
And if they stopped they were treated the same
So at Cisco Clifton's fillin' station
There's a howdy and a checker game
About a mile and a half from town
Most cars passed unless they were out of gas
So Cisco was always around
Regular gas was all that it sold
Except tobacco matches and oil
Other than that he fixed lots of flats
Keepin' Cisco rough hands soiled
He'd wipe the gas and check the air
In a hundred times a day
He patiently gave directions
On how to get to the state highway
Usually he'd give 'em water
Or a tyre or two some air
And once a big black Cadillac
Spent seven dollars there
He'd give anybody anything they'd ask
And lend anything he had
His tools are tyres bumper jacks or wire
To the good ones or the bad
In wintertime there was a depot stove
And a table for a checker game
And every mornin' at sunup
The same checker players came
So Cisco Clifton's fillin' station
Was always in the red
Personal loans were personally gone
But never a word was said
One mornin' at eight, them checker players
Heard a big bulldozer roar like a freight
And Cisco said I hope my kids stay fed
When they build that Interstate
He'd managed to pay for property
Where his little fillin' station sat
And friends still came for checker game
So Cisco settled for that
He wouldn't say so but Cisco knew
That the Interstate was too much to fight
But to keep his will and to pay his bills
He did odd jobs at night
He still opened up at sunrise
And the checker game went on
The cars flew past on high test gas
And the neighbors had sold out and gone
If a car ever did go by he was lost
And if they stopped they were treated the same
So at Cisco Clifton's fillin' station
There's a howdy and a checker game
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:00.04] Cisco Clifton had a fillin' station
[00:16.34] About a mile and a half from town
[00:18.14] Most cars passed unless they were out of gas
[00:22.34] So Cisco was always around
[00:24.78] Regular gas was all that it sold
[00:27.94] Except tobacco matches and oil
[00:29.91] Other than that he fixed lots of flats
[00:32.57] Keepin' Cisco rough hands soiled
[00:35.13] He'd wipe the gas and check the air
[00:38.62] In a hundred times a day
[00:40.74] He patiently gave directions
[00:43.16] On how to get to the state highway
[00:45.17] Usually he'd give 'em water
[00:50.49] Or a tyre or two some air
[00:52.38] And once a big black Cadillac
[00:55.12] Spent seven dollars there
[00:56.82] He'd give anybody anything they'd ask
[00:59.68] And lend anything he had
[01:01.38] His tools are tyres bumper jacks or wire
[01:04.40] To the good ones or the bad
[01:06.70] In wintertime there was a depot stove
[01:10.66] And a table for a checker game
[01:12.83] And every mornin' at sunup
[01:14.76] The same checker players came
[01:17.22] So Cisco Clifton's fillin' station
[01:23.45] Was always in the red
[01:25.05] Personal loans were personally gone
[01:28.18] But never a word was said
[01:30.27] One mornin' at eight, them checker players
[01:32.96] Heard a big bulldozer roar like a freight
[01:35.47] And Cisco said I hope my kids stay fed
[01:38.86] When they build that Interstate
[01:40.52] He'd managed to pay for property
[01:43.11] Where his little fillin' station sat
[01:44.85] And friends still came for checker game
[01:48.84] So Cisco settled for that
[01:51.28] He wouldn't say so but Cisco knew
[01:54.05] That the Interstate was too much to fight
[01:56.19] But to keep his will and to pay his bills
[01:59.72] He did odd jobs at night
[02:02.48] He still opened up at sunrise
[02:04.73] And the checker game went on
[02:07.08] The cars flew past on high test gas
[02:10.15] And the neighbors had sold out and gone
[02:13.03] If a car ever did go by he was lost
[02:16.18] And if they stopped they were treated the same
[02:20.07] So at Cisco Clifton's fillin' station
[02:24.45] There's a howdy and a checker game
[02:30.17]
[00:16.34] About a mile and a half from town
[00:18.14] Most cars passed unless they were out of gas
[00:22.34] So Cisco was always around
[00:24.78] Regular gas was all that it sold
[00:27.94] Except tobacco matches and oil
[00:29.91] Other than that he fixed lots of flats
[00:32.57] Keepin' Cisco rough hands soiled
[00:35.13] He'd wipe the gas and check the air
[00:38.62] In a hundred times a day
[00:40.74] He patiently gave directions
[00:43.16] On how to get to the state highway
[00:45.17] Usually he'd give 'em water
[00:50.49] Or a tyre or two some air
[00:52.38] And once a big black Cadillac
[00:55.12] Spent seven dollars there
[00:56.82] He'd give anybody anything they'd ask
[00:59.68] And lend anything he had
[01:01.38] His tools are tyres bumper jacks or wire
[01:04.40] To the good ones or the bad
[01:06.70] In wintertime there was a depot stove
[01:10.66] And a table for a checker game
[01:12.83] And every mornin' at sunup
[01:14.76] The same checker players came
[01:17.22] So Cisco Clifton's fillin' station
[01:23.45] Was always in the red
[01:25.05] Personal loans were personally gone
[01:28.18] But never a word was said
[01:30.27] One mornin' at eight, them checker players
[01:32.96] Heard a big bulldozer roar like a freight
[01:35.47] And Cisco said I hope my kids stay fed
[01:38.86] When they build that Interstate
[01:40.52] He'd managed to pay for property
[01:43.11] Where his little fillin' station sat
[01:44.85] And friends still came for checker game
[01:48.84] So Cisco settled for that
[01:51.28] He wouldn't say so but Cisco knew
[01:54.05] That the Interstate was too much to fight
[01:56.19] But to keep his will and to pay his bills
[01:59.72] He did odd jobs at night
[02:02.48] He still opened up at sunrise
[02:04.73] And the checker game went on
[02:07.08] The cars flew past on high test gas
[02:10.15] And the neighbors had sold out and gone
[02:13.03] If a car ever did go by he was lost
[02:16.18] And if they stopped they were treated the same
[02:20.07] So at Cisco Clifton's fillin' station
[02:24.45] There's a howdy and a checker game
[02:30.17]