The Auctioneer

There was a boy in Arkansas Who wouldn't listen to his ma When she told him that he should go to school He'd sneak away in the afternoon Take a little walk and pretty soon You'd find him at the local auction barn Well, he'd stand and listen carefully Then pretty soon he began to see How the auctioneer could talk so rapidly His pappy'd find him behind the barn Just a workin up an awful storm As he tried to imitate the auctioneer 25 dollar 30 now 30 dollar etc... Who will bid it at a 35 dollar bid 30 dollar 35 etc... Who will bid it at a 35 dollar bid Said his pappy, "Son we just can't stand a havin' A mediocre man, You gotta take that auction usin' our good name I'll send you off to auction school And then you'll be nobody's fool You'll be the best of all the auctioneers 35 dollar 40 dollar etc Who will bid it a a 45 dollar bid 40 dollar etc Who will bid it at a 45 dollar bid Well from that morning he went to school There grew a man who played it cool He came back home a full fledged auctioneer And people came from miles around Just to hear him make that rhythmic sound Cause he's the best of all the auctioneers Well his fame reached out from shore to shore He had all he could do and more He had to buy a plane to get around Now he's the best in all the land So let's all give that man a hand He's the best of all the auctioneers 45 dollar 50 now etc Who will bid it at a 55 dollar bid 50 dollar 50 now will you give me 55 etc Sold that horse for a 50 dollar bill