Here is where I'll stay forever,
Rooted to this land -
Though I may wander here and there,
Right here is where I'll stand.
I've traveled much too much,
and seen so many sights -
I've a need to settle down,
away from smog and city lights.
A little town in Arizona,
That's where my place will be -
Not too big and not too small,
Where stars I still can see.
A mile-high burg, in the hills,
Where smiles go a long, long way -
Where people still are friendly,
in their own particular way.
Where I can look for a hundred miles,
under heaven's curtain -
Where I could live for a hundred years,
of that much, I am certain.
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