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Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeHomeland
There`s a piece of prairie with a white picket gate.The geographic center of the lower 48.How long it`s been in our family is anybody`s guess.We were riding these plains before the pony express.There`s a sycamore tree all spintered and brown.Well, it used to touch the sky `til the twister camearound.It`s got this one green branch pointing in the air.Yeah it`s still hanging on, just like the peoplearound here.You can hold back the rain, bring on the wind.Knock us right down, we`ll get up again.We`ve dug in deep, made our stand.This is our homeland.I can feel their spirit deep in my bones.Up on the hill we carved in in stone.Been a long line before us, and little ones to come.Yeah, it`s a family thing that we`re carrying on.You can hold back the rain, bring on the wind.Knock us right down, we`ll get up again.We`ve dug in deep, made our stand.This is our homeland.We`ve dug in deep, made our stand.This is our home...This is our homeland
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