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WHY
I LIVE WHERE I DO
Our Home is La Grange
(Sung to the tune
of
Home, Home on the Range)
by Brewster Hudspeth | 
Our Man
in La Grange |
Oh, give
me a house where there's seldom a mouse
and the deer and the emu are food,
Where trees grow in the street
and there's sausage for meat
and we fish
when we get in the mood. |
REFRAIN
Our home is La Grange
Where we're all mostly German and Czechs
Where
our courthouse is square
and we've got our own hair
And for strangers
we'll stick out our Nzechs. |
We've
forgotten the flood,
and we've cleaned up the mud,
and our teenagers wreck
their own cars.
We don't mention "The Ranch".
All our
banks have a branch,
and we put our cucumbers in jars
Refrain
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We've
got plumbing and doors,
All our houses have floors.
We've a Wal-Mart and
Dollar Store too.
We've got Monument Hill
(Jumping off is a thrill),
And our northers and bonnets are blue.
Refrain
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Just so
you'll know,
If we drive real slow,
We're probably checking our fence.
And when we drive fast,
We're not afraid to be last.
We just want air
to blow through our vents.
Refrain |
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