where I was born, And here's where I'm goin' to stay. [Chorus:] Iowa, Iowa, Winter, spring, summer and fall. Come and see, come dance with me, To the beautiful Iowa Waltz
Don't wanna live in the city, City is way too full. I just wanna be where I can sleep With both of my eyes closed. Don't wanna live in the country,
One is long and one is short, One is thin and one is stout. In the morning when they wake, Only one's breakfast can I make. One dances and knows How
If ya go back a-ways to the railroad days, When the 8-wheel drivers were steamin' down the line. Had a little old song; you could sing along, Hear them
I look down the road far as I can see, Hey, far as I can see, King Corn, King Corn, stare right back at me Queen Bee, Queen Bee, take the king by the
Hazed out, raised up, sailin' on the water, With the two moons, two moons. I got a tree up above, tree down below, And in the middle I'm singing this
Some say that heaven is beyond the blue, But I've done some looking, and I don't think that's true. Lookin' up from the flatlands, birds and clouds floating
Out in the country, gravel road a-ramble all around. Out in the country, gravel road a-ramble all around. And the dust blow up 'til the cool rain tumble
s where I was born, And here's where I'm goin' to stay. [Chorus:] Iowa, Iowa, Winter, spring, summer and fall. Come and see, come dance with me, To the beautiful Iowa Waltz
Come along, my dear, the time is growin' near, We'll have to walk down where the field is overgrown. Consumption has claimed his life and we dare not
Last fall it was dry, oh my, oh my, You could ask the smartweed; maybe the smartweed knows why. And then Mr. Corn Borer, he brought his whole family,
Here's a little song about four wet pigs, Just a little song about four wet pigs. Two are little, two are big, They're all dancin' at the Mudtown Jig
