Demonstrate I was raised from the start
By a priest and the maid on the part
Still know what to wear on my back:
Michigan! Ponshewaing! Cadillac!

If I ever meant to go away
I was raised, I was reaised
In the place, in the place
Still I often think of going back
To the farms, to the farms
Golden arms, golden arms
start to remind me

If the lakes took the place of the sea
If the cars drove themselves, way to be!
Opposite the trains moving in
Rivers run interstate, Michigan!

Still I never meant to go away
I was raised, I was raised
In the place, in the place
Still I often think of going back
To the farms, to the farms
Golden arms, golden arms
Tried to change the
Made in Michigan
I was raised, I was raised
In the place, in the place
part to remind me

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