Lyrics:

**lf**When the sun comes up on a sleepy little town**lf**Down around San Antone**lf**And the folks are risin'' for another day**lf**Roundabout their homes**lf****lf**The people of the town are strange**lf**And they''re proud of where they came**lf****lf**Well, you''re talkin bout China Grove (China)**lf**Oh-oh-oh, China Grove, oh-oh-oh**lf****lf**Well, the preacher and the teacher**lf**Lord, they''re a caution**lf**They are the talk of the town**lf**When the gossip gets to flyin''**lf**And they ain''t lyin''**lf**When the sun goes fallin'' down**lf****lf**They say that the father''s insane**lf**And dear Mrs. Perkins a game**lf****lf**We''re talkin'' ''bout the China Grove (China)**lf**Oh-oh-oh, China Grove, oh-oh-oh**lf****lf**But every day there''s a new thing comin''**lf**The ways of an Oriental view**lf**The sheriff and his buddies**lf**With their samurai swords**lf**You can even hear the music at night**lf****lf**And though it''s a part of the Lone Star State**lf**People don''t seem to care**lf**They just keep on lookin to the East**lf****lf**Talkin bout the China Grove (China)**lf**Oh-oh-oh, China Grove, oh-oh-oh