Where to Derek?
Oh, and Hannah and the Mama? Where might we be going?
Oh, give me a home, where the mountain sheep roam,
Where grain is everyywheerre.
Where people stand in lots of fields.
You can peek at old men
I don't even want to think why George is crying.
Our new addition had to come on the road with me.
Wahoo, finally made it to Iowa.
