Lily pulled a horseshoe
From a pile of junk
Said "I'm gonna keep this good luck
Piece of iron inside my trunk"
The boy just whispered "Okay"
And grabbed his old black dog
As we piled on in and cut out
Through that late November fog
Oh yeah

Dull as a ploughshare
Rustin' in the yard
Old Cotton grinned
And they waved goodbye
While the auctioneers all played cards
On every other Sunday
I'd walk down to Moe's and back
Eat a t-bone steak, watch a picture show
For a dollar-and-a-half

C'mon little sister, get up off of my knee
Gonna settle down someday
In A Town Called Jubilee
C'mon brother Jake, break on out and break free
Gonna set things right
And set up house
In A Town Called Jubilee

That fire came out of nowhere
Short of what I can tell
Hand to hand we passed that bucket
Up and down from the well
Goin' to California
Used to be what folks would say
Down around these parts, if it was me
I'd have hopped that West-bound stage

C'mon little sister, get up off of my knee
Gonna settle down someday
In A Town Called Jubilee
C'mon brother Jake, break on out and break free
Gonna set things right
And set up house
In A Town Called Jubilee

One last Hallelujah
A little less sympathy
Lily and Jake, the old black dog
A pinewood box, a rocking horse
All gone to Jubilee

C'mon little sister, get up off of my knee
Gonna settle down someday
In A Town Called Jubilee
C'mon brother Jake, break on out and break free
Gonna set things right
And set up house
In A Town Called Jubilee