I sing a selection of verses culled from several sources in order to show how the song evolved through space and time. Somehow people in North Dakota think the verse about Saskatchewan is hilarious, and I think it's funny they think it's funny.
I've reached the land of corn and wheat,|
Of pumpkin pies and potatoes sweet.
I bought my farm from Uncle Sam,
And now I'm happy as a clam.
Oh, Kansas Land, sweet Kansas Land,My chickens, they are Plymouth Rock,
My horses, Clydesdale Norman stock,
My cattle, Durham, very fine,
And Poland China are my swine.
Dakota Land, Dakota Land,Saskatchewan, the land of snow,
Where winds are always on the blow,
Where people sit with frozen toes--
And why we stay here, no one knows.