Me in a foul mood, i usually like it here, but not today
Don’t come to Kansas
There aint nothing here
Just me, a pack of smokes and a half case of beer
Theres no oceans or trees
I tell you nothing to see
don’t come to Kansas
There aint nothing here.
Don’t come in the springtime
Its violent and bold
don’t come for the winters
you’ve never felt such cold
don’t come in the summer
Its scorching and bare
don’t come to Kansas
There aint nothing here.
Well a friend of mine
Thought he would try
To last through the fall
That prairie wind it picked him up
and carried him off.
Theres such better places
Have i made myself clear?
don’t come to Kansas
There aint nothing here.
Dont come to Kansas
There aint nothin here.
Just me and my old guitar
and im down to two beers.
No ocean or trees
I tell ya nothin to see
Dont come to Kansas
There aint nothin here.
Theres such better places
Have I made myself clear?
Dont come to Kansas
There aint nothing here.
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