Michigan My Michigan

la Michigan give me a borne: From her I uever wisb to roain. Michigan, my Michigan. From earllest childhood tboughU entwiae Witb memories of ber sacred shrine And f rienda of yore in good oíd tiins. Michigan, our Michigan. Her grand oíd foresta bring us wealtb, Her pure, clear water gi?e as bealth, la Michigan, our Michigan. No lands a richer ham st bear, And Únele Sam'gives eacb a share, That all the poor may have good tare In Michigan, onr Michigan. Oiir lfkes and rivera teem witL fisb, AU tliat au epicure cauld wisb, Ia Michigan, our Michigrn. uur mines are ricli in Bbiningore, With salt wells all along out Btiere, And poets sing the praises o'er OF Michigan, our Michigan. The veteran soldien, tiied aad true, The bDys that used to wear the blue, From Michigan, our Michigan, Have shouldered axes inntead of arma And struck the place to make good farms And see success ia well filled barns In Michigan, our Michigan. Our inland lakt are lovely, grind, Around their shores ricb, fertile land, In Michigan, our Michigan. Oh! a farmer is Independent and f ree, A farm and home is the place for me, In Michigan, our Michigan. Happier by far is the farmer1 wife, Living in quiet from bustle and strife In a cottage home in Michigan. Tbe flowers around our homes will blooir, Filling the air with sweet perfume, To banlsh everything like gloom, In Michigan, our Michigan. Stick to your homesteaisjand battle od, A Uttle time and tbe victory is won For Michigan, our Michigan. You can plant putatoes or sow to peas And live and work just when you pleass And by and by take luxurious ease In Michigan, our Michigan. Hurrab! Uien, for the banner state And seek a home 'ere 'tis too late In Michigan, our Michigan. Where onoe were mighty forest trees The grain ñelds wave before the breeze, For ws can grow just what we please Kight here in Northern Michigan.