PortlandtownUSA
by Mike Midlo

Hang Low, Hang Low
You Old Western Skies
To The Green, Green Valley Below

It’s Hard, So Hard
Some Just Melt Away
But I Call It “Home Sweet Home”

I’ve got this friend who says, “Mike, you’ve always got your head
up in the clouds
You’re looking soaking wet, why’d you want to live like that?
For crying out loud!”
See, she can’t see, there’s no place I’d rather be
In the U.S.A.
Yep you bet, it’s right here on the Willamette
And that is where I’m going to stay

Let the Rain, Let the Rain Fall Down
I’m a rambling man who finally understands
Where he belongs
Let the Rain, Let the Rain Fall Down
Of all these Towns and States, I just can’t wait to
Get back to Portlandtown

Now let me lay it to you straight, I do appreciate what
Warm Sunshine brings
Tan my hide, run around Outside
But here’s the thing
There’s a place out West, O’er the Cascade Crest where
I’ll do just fine
It won’t take long, we’ll take the Trail to Oregon
And stick me where the Sun don’t Shine

Let the Rain, Let the Rain Fall Down
I’m a rambling man who finally understands
Where he belongs
Let the Rain, Let the Rain Fall Down
Of all these towns and states, I just can’t wait to
Get back to Portlandtown

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