And the Poets Down Here...
Oh My New Jersey
Oh, my New Jersey, dear land by the sea.
She calls, yes, she calls,"Oh come home to me".
From mountain and valley, to piedmont and plain,
She, calls, yes, she calls in her gentle refrain.
"Come walk in my breezes; come bask in my sun,
Where mankind and nature are both joined in one".
Oh, my New Jersey, dear land by the sea,
She calls, yes, she calls,"Oh come home to me".
