Last Saturday morning I shut off the alarm Drove out in the valley to old Dan Cook's farm A sign on the fence post put up with one nail read 10 a.m. sharp for big public sale At least forty people were out in the yard Looking for bargains they were dealing real hard To buy up the pieces and find out the worth of fifty years living so close to the earth Who'll give me five I got five now who'll give me ten I'll call out the numbers and you just say when For a lifetime of mem'ries some happy some sad Two for a dollar the price sure ain't bad No bids for the carriage rottin' out by the shed The one that they drove on the night they were wed Five bucks for the brass bed a little bit worn Not much for the place where the five kids were born And the old parlor piano still sounded alright Just as good as it did many Saturday nights And the big round oak table where dinner was made Brought almost as much as the tiffany shade Who'll give me five... Two for a dollar the price sure ain't bad