PBimstein - Pretty Quilts Out on the Line

Pretty Quilts Out on the Line

If you drive through Rockville on a Sunday afternoon
You’ll see pretty quilts out on the line
Lone Stars, Broken Stars, Trips Around The World
Flapping in the wind and the sunshine
Vilo is the lady who puts them all together
She knows how to needle and thread
She’ll take a scrap from her apron and a scrap from your dress
And make a patchwork quilt for your bed

     Out of the weeds, a family of thieves
     Driving two black Broncos
     Hand up a stack of folded greenbacks
     For three quilts from Vilo
     Then they jumped in their Broncos and they sped away
     Laughed so hard they could cry
     Saying what a good haul we’ve made today
     But those pretty quilts blinded their eyes

For they thought
She’s just an old lady in an old hick town
And she don’t know a thing about petty crime
We’ll just shortstack some greenbacks and hand ’em to her perfect
And she won’t even count ’em ’til we’re ’cross the county line

     They drove out to LaVerkin, up to the junction
     Where the sheriff flashed them down
     Said you gotta be crazy to steal from the lady
     Who makes quilts in Rockville town
     And he broke the news to the family of thieves
     Don’t you mess with Vilo
     She sees right through the webs you weave
     She can needle and sew

Vilo is the lady in Rockville town
Who knows how to read a design
She takes a scrap from her apron and a scrap from her dress
And hangs her pretty quilts out on the line
Lone Stars, Broken Stars, Trips Around The World
Flapping in the wind and the sunshine
King size, twin size, a double and a queen
Pretty quilts out on the line

Now if you drive through Rockville on a Sunday afternoon
You’ll see pretty quilts out on the line