(Verse 1) Three little sisters walkin’ down the road, Sun on our shoulders, no heavy load. Past the house with the water-head man, He’d wave real big, we’d wave right back again. (Verse 2) Midway to school was a park so green, A secret world where we’d never been seen. One day we stopped, just to take a seat, Opened our lunches, oh it tasted so sweet. (Chorus) Oh, the trees whispered, the flowers swayed, Critters peekin’ where the wild paths lay. We called it "sheen-ery," our own little dream, Back in the days of Abilene. Oh, back in the days of Abilene. (Verse 3) Daddy found out ‘fore the sun went down, With a knowing smile, but a worried frown. Said, “Girls, don’t you go and pull that again,” So we never played hookie, not since then. (Verse 4) But Lord, those mornings, that golden air, Skipping through a world that was bright and fair. Hand in hand, not a quarrel in sight, Just three young hearts burnin’ soft and bright. (Chorus) Oh, the trees whispered, the flowers swayed, Critters peekin’ where the wild paths lay. We called it "sheen-ery," our own little dream, Back in the days of Abilene. Oh, back in the days of Abilene. (Bridge) Now the years have rolled like a river wide, But we still walk with hearts open wide. Sisters forever, side by side, With love that time could never hide. (Final Chorus) Oh, the trees still whisper, the flowers still sway, Memories dancin’ in the light of the day. We called it "sheen-ery," our own little dream, And we still hold on to Abilene. Oh, we still hold on to Abilene. (Outro) Three little sisters, hands intertwined, Smilin’ at the days left behind. Oh, we still hold on… we still hold on… To Abilene.
