Lyrics

(American folk song)

All who want to roam in Kansas,
All who want to roam in Kansas,
All who want to roam and seek a prairie home,
And be happy with your doom in Kansas.

Potatoes they grow small in Kansas,
Potatoes they grow small in Kansas,
Potatoes they grow small and they dig them in the fall
And they eat them tops and all in Kansas.

The chickens they grow tall in Kansas,
The chickens they grow tall in Kansas,
The chickens they grow tall and their meat is full of gall,
And they eat them guts and all in Kansas.

The candles they are small in Kansas,
The candles they are small in Kansas,
The candles they are small for they dip them lean and tall,
And they burn them sticks and all in Kansas.

Oh I’d like to be a geese in Kansas,
Oh I’d like to be a geese in Kansas,
Oh I’d like to be a geese so I’d live and die in peace,
And accumulate some grease in Kansas.

See also

  • PDF of song with chords
  • MIDI file
  • Listen to the melody
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