From Heart to Heart

Two Square State

Away out West, up and down

Never is found level ground

Cactus, Dixie, way down South

Mountains East, canyon mouth

Coat and tie on Sunday morn

Dresses only, always worn

One third they say are LDS

Pagans, they say, are the rest

Pioneers once walked upon the land

Where gardens grow so tall and grand

Steeples show here and there

And songs of faith fills the air

I am right, you are wrong

In almost every singing song

Who am I and who are you

Polished leather on my shoe

Stay a while or go away

And come again another day









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