| Song | Buffalo Ballet |
| Artist | John Cale |
| Album | Fragments of a Rainy Season |
| 作词 : Cale | |
| When abilene was young and gay | |
| And thunder storms filled up the day | |
| The cattle roamed outside the town | |
| Sleeping in the midday sun | |
| Sleeping in the midday sun | |
| Sleeping in the midday sun | |
| Sleeping in the midday sun | |
| Then tracks were lain across the plain | |
| By broken old men in torrid rains | |
| The towns grew up and the people were still | |
| Sleeping in the midday sun | |
| Sleeping in the midday sun | |
| Sleeping in the midday sun | |
| Sleeping in the midday sun | |
| We all joined in and all joined hands | |
| All joined in to help run this land | |
| Then soldiers came, long long ago | |
| Rode through the town and rode down those who were | |
| Sleeping in the midday sun | |
| Sleeping in the midday sun | |
| Sleeping in the midday sun | |
| Sleeping in the midday sun | |
| Gold came and went, quickly spent | |
| And the people broke down and often drowned | |
| In the wealth and pain of old abilene | |
| Sleeping in the midday sun | |
| Sleeping in the midday sun | |
| Sleeping in the midday sun | |
| Sleeping in the midday sun |
| zuò cí : Cale | |
| When abilene was young and gay | |
| And thunder storms filled up the day | |
| The cattle roamed outside the town | |
| Sleeping in the midday sun | |
| Sleeping in the midday sun | |
| Sleeping in the midday sun | |
| Sleeping in the midday sun | |
| Then tracks were lain across the plain | |
| By broken old men in torrid rains | |
| The towns grew up and the people were still | |
| Sleeping in the midday sun | |
| Sleeping in the midday sun | |
| Sleeping in the midday sun | |
| Sleeping in the midday sun | |
| We all joined in and all joined hands | |
| All joined in to help run this land | |
| Then soldiers came, long long ago | |
| Rode through the town and rode down those who were | |
| Sleeping in the midday sun | |
| Sleeping in the midday sun | |
| Sleeping in the midday sun | |
| Sleeping in the midday sun | |
| Gold came and went, quickly spent | |
| And the people broke down and often drowned | |
| In the wealth and pain of old abilene | |
| Sleeping in the midday sun | |
| Sleeping in the midday sun | |
| Sleeping in the midday sun | |
| Sleeping in the midday sun |