The Bookman drives From Stockton to Hanksville Meeting Mormons and Indians Books on wheels All the town ladies Bring root beer and cookies The kids read fairy tales Squirming and laughing One lady is reading And hanging around Got sweet on the bookman When he came to town She's wonderin how In the world can she leave Got fourteen kids Baby on each knee CHORUS: The Bookman comes and he never stays long Like turning pages he's up and gone He fades away like a reading light in the night She marks the day like she marks a page When he's gonna come back round again Till then she reads the babies to sleep at night He noticed one day She was staring at him With a romance novel Behind each grin He offered to take Her down the road She shook her head And softly said no