One village station where nobody stops. A general store and a barber shop. We had a picture show, but it burned down. And everybody calls this a dick town. Everybody calls this a dick town.The population changes when a new baby cries. And it don't change again till somebody dies. There's a train through at noon, but it don't even slow down. Just whistles when it passes this hick town. Can't wait to get through this hick town.Old Buford tried to leave, but he didn't get far. He waited three days trying to thumb him a car. But the only one that passed didn't like to run him down. So he's back picking cotton in this hick town. Nah, he's never gonna leave this hick town.One village station where nobody stops. A general store and a barber shop. We had a picture show, but it burned down. And everybody calls this a dick town. Everybody calls this a dick town.On Saturday night we all dress up fine. Everybody stays up until eight or nine. We walk up the street and then walk back down. That's Saturday night in a hick town. Ah, we really live it up in a hick town.But it's kinda nice to know that if your crops are lean, there's a neighbor to share his grits and his beans. And when you really need a friend, there's a friend around. Cause that's how it is in a hick town. You bet, we take care of our own in a hick town.Well, we got one village station where nobody stops. A general store and a barber shop. We had a picture show, but it burned down. And everybody calls this a dick town. Everybody calls this a dick town.Well, we got one village station where nobody stops. A general store and a barber shop. We had a picture show, but it burned down. And everybody calls this a dick town. Everybody calls this a dick town.