Our story starts with Samuel skipping down the sidewalk
With a shuffle in his step and a smile on his mouth
He’d saved seventy six cents since Saturday you see
He was off to the store to spend it on a snack to eat

When suddenly Samuel saw Sally standing by the street
With slump in her shoulders and a suitcase at her feet
Samuel thought she was a such a sad site to see
He said, “Sally why are you looking so bleak?”

Well, Sally said, “Samuel it’s a sort of a sorry story I must say”
I need to get all the way to the South side of town someway
To visit my sister cause I miss her.  I haven’t seen her in so long
But she lives so many miles away, it’s too far to walk.

I tried to buy a bus ticket but I’m a sorta shorthanded
It’s slightly more than I can afford so here I still stand
And just like a hair plucked from a head
I’m stranded

Samuel thought about the money in his pocket and he saw his fried in need
He said, “Sally, here take this money.  I’ll give it to you happily.”


And Sally said, “Sam, say you made my day
Showing up and helping me out that way.
It’s such a nice thing I just can’t repay.
You know I’ll never understand
What I did to deserve such a good, good friend
But you know what they say is true.
Every little good deed that you do
Is gonna come back to you someday.

 

Our story shifts scenes to the South side of town
Where Sally was steppin’ off the bus and smiling around
She had sunshine on her shoulders and a spring in her feet
Cause she had some time to spend and a sister to see

When suddenly Sally saw Silas sitting in his truck
Off to the side of the road, stalled down in a rut
He was slouched in his seat with a sulk in his eye
She said, “Silas who took the air outta your tires?”

Well, Silas said, “Sally it’s a sort of a sorry story I must say”
I saw something in the street and swerved out of the way
My truck started to skid,  and the steering wheel slipped, and I slid of the shoulder and down in the ditch
And sunk in the sand and here I sit

I tried to drive it out but the wheels just spin in this stuff
I tried to push it out but I’m not strong enough
So like a porcupine handler who lost his gloves
I’m stuck

Sally thought about her sister, and she saw her friend in need.
She said, “Silas I’ve got some time to spare.  I’ll help you out happily.”



And Silas said, “Sal, say you made my day
Showing up and helping me out that way.
It’s such a nice thing I just can’t repay.
You know I’ll never understand
What I did to deserve such a good, good friend
But you know what they say is true.
Every little good deed that you do
Is gonna come back to you someday.

Our story continues out in the countryside
Where Silas was out for a spin and in overdrive
Sitting straight in his seat with a sparkle in his eye
Cause his truck was unstuck and he was out for a ride



When suddenly Silas saw Susan sitting by a sign
Beside a big ol’ stack of sweet potato pies
She had a scrunch in her lip and a scowl on her face
And Silas said, “Susan what’s got you looking so outta place?”

Susan said, “Silas it’s a sort of a sorry story I must say”
I baked all these sweet potato pies today
I need to ship them to the supermarket store to sell
I need to get them there quick before they get stale

I tried to think of a way to get them to the store but
I’ve pondered and I’ve wondered and I’ve had no luck
So just like a tree cut off at the knees
I’m stumped

Silas thought about the open road and he saw his friend in need
He said, “Susan you can borrow my truck.  I’ll lend it to you happily.”


And Susan said, “Si, say you made my day
Showing up and helping me out that way.
It’s such a nice thing I just can’t repay.
You know I’ll never understand
What I did to deserve such a good, good friend
But you know what they say is true.
Every little good deed that you do
Is gonna come back to you someday.

Our story isn’t over there’s a little bit more
Because Susan was pulling up to the supermarket store
She had a song on her lips and smirk on her face
Cause she was delivering her sweet potato pies that day

When suddenly Susan saw Samuel, you remember him.
Yeah, he was at the start of the story.  Well here he is at the end.
But he had a stumble in his step and a sag in his mouth
Susan said, “Samuel what’s got you so down and out?”

Well, Samuel said, “Susan it’s a sort of a sorry story I must say”
I haven’t had anything to eat all day
My stomach is empty and I simply should scrounge something up
But I’m starving and I can hardly stand up



I had some money I saved to go to the store to buy a snack to eat
But I don’t have any money anymore you see
So like a ship on the sea with a hole underneath
I’m sunk

Susan thought about her sweet potato pies, and she saw her friend in need
She thought, “Sam is such a good, good guy, and that guy has got to eat!”
She said, “Sam I’ve got some food right here
I’ll share it with you happily
Cause you know you can always count on me.”


And Sam said, “Sue, say you made my day
Showing up and helping me out that way.
It’s such a nice thing I just can’t repay.
You know I’ll never understand
What I did to deserve such a good, good friend
But you know what they say is true.
Every little good deed that you do
Is gonna come back to you someday.