i dream of a happy land
where the woodchopper chops his wood
and the brewer brews his brew
and the brew is always good
where the cowboy ropes his cows
and the shepherd tends his flock
and the sheriff keeps law and order
solid as a rock
where the miller mills his mill
and the baker bakes his bread
and lily jones the schoolteacher
puts good thoughts in the children’s heads
where mrs johnson bakes her pies
and wins prizes on the fourth of july
and the preacher preaches his sermon
and folks listen with open eyes
where little dogs run down the street
in the rain and in the sun
and gus wilson the postman
says hello to everyone
where sally tends her garden
and chester tips his cap
and judge harris rocks in his chair on the porch
enjoying his eternal nap
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