| SONGS |
| FARM DOWN IN IOWA |
| I was born on a farm down in Iowa Flaming youth, I had to have my way I packed my bags, and I took my sacks And I flew, I flew A rootie-tooty-tooty-tooty *repeat faster and faster |
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| SONGS |
| FARM DOWN IN IOWA |
| I was born on a farm down in Iowa Flaming youth, I had to have my way I packed my bags, and I took my sacks And I flew, I flew A rootie-tooty-tooty-tooty *repeat faster and faster |
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