Elmore Night

As they rest in elmore one or two or more 

as they sleep lets take a peak in the dreams of little old peat
why o why is there such heat i am beat so tired from the heat

why o why my feet why o why are you torturing little old peat
o little old peat was torched by the heat poor little old peat for his feet were small and tired

but now onto the dreams of very old brier
the sky was cold and dank then a boom and i sank

down and down my plane then split in two

and i know i was threw
very old brier was a solder then retired

his plane was shot down it brings me a frown

but now through the town gray and brown i found

a hound
oh lucky is me oh lucky is i for i might cry

i found a tie and a guy that gave me his tie

I might cry
the young hound all white and brown in his dream

he did not frown but we will look again in this little town

elmore will now found a day anew now good night through and through.