V.F.D. Lyrics

Me and my friend and this boy named Eddie We was bored one afternoon We was sitting in the hay It was a hot Texas day And we was playing with matches like some kids do We would throw our matches in the high dry grass Close our eyes and count to ten And then race the burning field Doin' the toe and heel We'd die laughing We'd do it all over again I'm singing Where there's smoke there's sure to be a fire Ready, steady, go, it was down to the wire We was racing inevitability We was making trouble for the V.F.D. (That's the Volunteer Fire Department, now) Oh, I'm sure that you know how this story goes Our little fire ran out of control Somebody called for the V.F.D. It was not me, it weren't me, Jack A-ha, they drive from fifteen miles away So when they arrive, I'm sorry to say That the field was black Yes, and the sky was grey And you know those barns they store hay in...? A-ha, the volunteers all shook their heads And then I recall one of them said "This fire was no accident No, this fire started with a match" I slowly backed into the crowd Me and Eddie we looked at each other We never mentioned it to this day But my friend, she went and told her mother all Jesus! (Can you believe that?) She said "Where there's smoke there's sure to be a fire Ready, steady, go, it was down to the wire We was racing inevitability, ma We was making trouble for the V.F.D., ma We was raising insurance premiums, ma We was spreading fear of arson We was spreading fear of arson All around Kelsey"