The big city life sounds exciting In the letters you have been writing I suppose I should feel I'm missing out on something Cause no TV shows are made here To be true, that's why I've stayed here Where the world's concerned it seems that we've got nothing But that cold Pelican River And the sound when the birch trees quiver Elizabeth Minnesota is my home I love the turning of the seasons And the smiles of old Norwegians Elizabeth Minnesota is my home I love my dad's homegrown tomatoes And my grandma's scalloped potatoes Elizabeth Minnesota is my home Well you might call me hillbilly But what you think don't matter really Elizabeth Minnesota is my home Well I like the idea of coming out to see ya But on a crowded street I think I'd feel alone The folks are awful nice here and I like the snow and ice here Elizabeth Minnesota is my home The Northern lights I'd rather see 'em Than some picture in a museum Yes Elizabeth Minnesota is my home I love the call of the loons in the night time And the gold hay bales in the sunshine Elizabeth Minnesota is my home Then the alarm goes off in the morning And it's always disappointing When I realize it's been years since I've been gone I work all day and evening But forever I am dreaming That Elizabeth Minnesota Is My Home