My dear Father-in-law came up with these words in Wisconsin after a trip in East when the miles dragged on and on . . . And yes, we sang this too on our way back.
Minnesota has been my home for six years now. It has taken a while as adjustments do . . . but for a few years now I feel a part and I feel right at home!
Minnesota Song
by: Robert Stauffer
Take me home to Minnesota
where the wind blows wild and free;
Take me home to Minnesota
among the lakes and the trees;
You can have your crowded shopping malls
and traffic jams galore;
I’d rather sit and meditate
beside a peaceful shore.
Take me home to Minnesota
where the air is pure and clean,
Take me home to Minnesota
on a summer night serene,
When you look up at the stars above
and can touch them, so it seems;
Take me home to Minnesota,
the land of childhood dreams.
Take me home to Minnesota
where there's lots of elbow room;
Take me home to Minnesota
and the cry of the common loon;
I don't fear the chill of winters wind
or the sting of the mosquito,
For those things don't seem to matter much
when your love for this land grows.
When God made Minnesota,
it turned out as it should;
When God saw Minnesota,
He saw that it was good;
From fertile plains, to wooded rills,
to its varied industry,
God made Minnesota beautiful,
its just the place for me!
2 comments:
I almost got teary reading that song, as Minnesota will always be "home." Did Bob make up a tune or is it borrowed from a familiar song?
It was a song that they made up as they drove back from PA. Wisconsin always takes soooo long to get thru, almost 8 hours, that my dad had my brother bring his guitar up to the front of the cab and while Jonny would pick away at a tune, Daddy would compose.
The tune is of there own origin as well. It will nver win a Grammy, but it will always mean "home."
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