It's a place I call home

Miles and miles of fields

Hills so green in the spring

Wild flowers everywhere you go

Reaching for the heavens above

We have a lot of small towns

And yes we have our cities too

Now I am a city girl

Cedar Rapids, I was born and raised

Cruised the Avenue in my teens

Gave my mama a head of grays

They have made movies here

Like Miles from Home

Kevin Cosner called us heaven

In a field of gold

I have been to the field of dreams

Wasn’t sure if there were ghosts

I didn't hit the field to poke around

I didn't want to be the only dead one found

Then there is the night cursin'

On the look out for cows

When you find them a sleepin'

You creep up with no sound

Then push them over ... he he!

They call this cow tippin'

But don't ask the cows to tell the tale

They only wine about it!!

Iowa is a peaceful place

The crime is way down

It’s a friendly place to make a home

Even for those who are on their own

In the summers we have nasty storms

We are in tornado alley

It lives up to its name ... proudly!

When I was quite small

Twisters danced on our city

Took out the drive inn

It was such a pity

All the rest of the summer

It played "Gone With The Wind"

Then they tore it down

Built us a Kmart

What's up with that?!!

No more popcorn

Or big screen action

All we got was blue light specials

Just wasn't the same

Now I suppose you want to know

Just how did we get our name?

It came from an Indian tribe

Which Lewis and Clark

Met centuries gone by

Now my grandmother was Indian

From, not sure where

But oh boy when she went on the warpath

You had to get out of there!

Growing up in Iowa

Well it is all I know

I love all the four seasons

Even the winter snow

If you find yourself a travelin'

Across the big Midwest

Stop by and see us

Kick your heals up and rest