Rare Earth
"Let it rain, let it snow,
Let winter come, an' summer go.
Whut I care? I'se happy as can be,
'Slong as it doesn' rain on me.
Oh, it's nice to raise 'tatoes,
It's nice to raise corn,
To sleep at night
An' wake at dawn.
Nothin' could be nicer.
Seems to me,
But to snooze all de time
Beneath a tree."
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