Well, if you've nothing to do now
Come with me
Step out of the blues now
Throw on a coat
Don't fuss your hair
We're going to a place
where you won't care
Cause it's a place in the country
where everybody has fun
See, beat music fills the air
We're following the people
to the Harlan Fair
We'll take a ride on a pony
to the sound of the Boney Maronie
Going on the big wheel for a dare
Shouting and screaming through the air
I'll show off at the coconet shy now
You know that I'll win you a prize now
Lights go up when the stars appear
Happy are the people at the Harlan Fair
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