July 1, 2013

She's Back in the Palouse Again

My Dad sent me this email the day I arrived in the Palouse. He enjoys writing new lyrics to popular songs. 
This one was written just for me. Thanks Dad!

Sung to the tune of "Back in the Saddle Again".

Back in the Palouse Again
Back where the farmer's your friend,
Cameras and combines up at dawn, and it's not to mow the lawn
And they will meet at the rolling hills of wheat,
Back in the Palouse once more,
Where life is never a bore
The locals never blog, their too busy lovin' the dog
And they all meet at the rollin' hills of wheat.

Love, Dad

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