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 When the Sunflowers BloomI've been off on a journey; I jes' got home today;
I traveled east, and' north, and south, an' every other
way;
I seen a heap of country, an' cities on the boom,
But I want to be in Kansas when the
Sun-
Flowers
Bloom
You may talk about yer lilies, yer vi'lets and yer
roses,
Yer asters, an yer jassymins, an' all the other
posies;
I'll allow they all air beauties an' full er sweet
perfume,
But there's none of them a patchin' to the
Sun-
Flowers
Bloom
Oh, it's nice among the mount'ins, but I sorter felt
shet in;
'T'ud be nice upon the seashore if it wasn't for the
din;
While the prairies air so quiet, an' there's allers
lots of room,
Oh, it's nicer still in Kansas when the
Sun-
Flowers
Bloom
When all the sky above is jest ez blue ez blue
kin be;
An' the prairies air a wavin' like a yaller driftin'
sea,
Oh, it's there my soul goes sailing an' my heart is
on the boom
In the golden fields of Kansas when the
Sun-
Flowers
Bloom __Albert Bigelow Paine |
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