I'VE seen the Rockies in the west,
I've seen the canyons wild and grim,
I've seen the prairies golden dressed,
And California's hedges prim.
I've seen the Kansas corn fields blow,
I've seen them wearing summer's tan;
But there's no place on earth can show
Such glorious green as Michigan.
I've seen the blue of foreign skies,
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