I'm As Restless As A Willow In

Oklahoma Where The Wind Comes Sweepin' Down The Plain.

I'm As Corny As Kansas In August.

If You Really Believe In The Brotherhood Of Man, And You Want To Come Into Its Fold, You've Got To Let Everyone Else In, Too.

But I'm Only A Cockeyed Optimist.

When The Dog Bites, When The Bee Stings, When I'm Feeling Sad, I Simply Remember My Favorite Things And Then I Don't Feel So Bad.