Irving Berlin

“ There's a farm in Michigan, And I'd like to fish again, In the river that flows beside the fields of waving corn. A lonesome soul am I, Here's the reason why:
[Chorus (sung twice) ] :
I want to go back, I want to go back, I want to go back to the farm, Far away from harm, With a milk pail on my arm; I miss the rooster; The one who use-ter Wake me up at four A.M. I think your great big city's very pretty, nevertheless – I want to be there, I want to see there A certain some one full of charm; That's why I wish again, That I was in Michigan, Down on the farm. ”