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No. 36. Kansas Land.


1. I've reached the land of corn and wheat,
Of salt, and coal and sugar sweet;
I got my land of Uncle Sam,
And am as happy as a clam.

Oh Kansas land, sweet Kansas land,
As on its fertile soil I stand;
I look the pleasing landscape o'er,
For acres broad I strive for more.
Till Gabriel's trump, of loud command.
Says you must leave your Kansas land.

2. My chickens all are Plymouth Rock;
My horses Clydesdale Norman stock;
My cattle short-horns, very fine,
And Poland China are my swine.


3. And now at last the Alliance is here;
We've waited for it many a year;
And it comes to cheer the farmer's way.
And bring to him a brighter day.


Eva West.