
Track Title:               All I Owe Iowa


Prime Artist:              William Marshall
Lyrics by:                 Oscar Hammerstein II     (O. Greeley Clendenning H. II)
Music by:                  Richard Rodgers

Vocal:                     Charles Winninger
From the Film:             State Fair  1945 (M)


Lyrics:

All I Owe Iowa (Pronounced "I - O - WAY")
[William]
I can hear 'em callin' hogs in the clear Iowa air
I can sniff the fragrant whiff of an Iowa rose

[Singers]
You've got Iowa in your heart

[William]
I've got Iowa in my hair
I've got Iowa in my ears and eyes and nose
Oh I know all I owe I owe Iowa
I owe Iowa all I owe and I know why
I am Iowa born and bred
And on Iowa corn I'm fed
Not to mention barley, wheat and rye.

I owe Iowa for her ham,
And her beef, and her lamb
And her strawberry jam and her pie.

I owe Iowa more than I can ever pay
So I think I'll move to Californ-eye-a.

[Singers]
What a shame!

[Girl]
What a shame.

[Singers]
What a shame!

[Girl]
What a shame.

[Singers]
You'll be good and gosh darn sorry when you go.

[William]
And don't I know.

[Girl]
When you leave your native state
You'll be feeling far from great.
You'll be good and gosh darn sorry when you go.

[William]
I'm a seed of Iowa grain.

[Girl}
You're a breeze that Iowa blue.

[William]
I'm a drop of Iowa rain

[Girl and Singers]
You're a drip of Iowa dew.

[Girl]
Oh I know all I owe I owe Iowa
I owe Iowa all I owe and I know why
I am Iowa born and bred
And on Iowa corn I'm fed
Not to mention barley, wheat and rye.

I owe Iowa for her ham,
And her beef, and her lamb

[Charles]
And her strawberry jam

[Other Girl]
And her pie.

[Charles]
I owe Iowa more than anyone should owe
So I think I'll start an O in Idaho.

[All]
What a shame!

[Charles]
What a shame

[All]
What a shame!

[Charles]
What a shame

[All]
You'll be crying like a baby when you go

[Charles]
Don't I know!

When I leave my native heath
With my lip between my teeth
I'll be bawling like a booby when I go.

[Girl]
You're a seed of Iowa grain
You're a breeze that Iowa blue.


[Mr. Heppenstall]
I'm a drop of Iowa rain

[Mrs. Heppenstall]
You're a drip of Iowa dew.

[All]
Oh I know all I owe I owe Iowa
I owe Iowa all I owe and I know why
I am Iowa born and bred
And on Iowa corn I'm fed
Not to mention barley, wheat and rye.

I owe Iowa for her ham,
And her beef, and her lamb
And her strawberry jam and her pie.

I owe Iowa more than anyone should owe
So I think I'll start an O in Idaho.

There's a shame.
There's a shame.

You'll be good and gosh darn sorry when you go.
And don't I know.

When you leave your native state
You'll be feeling far from great.

You'll be good and gosh darn sorry when you go.
I owe Iowa for her ham,
And her beef, and her lamb
And her strawberry jam and her pie.

I owe Iowa more than I can ever pay So I think I'll move to Californ-eye-a.

I - O - W
I - O - W
I - O - W
I - O - W
A!
HURRAY!
Iowa!
Yay!

Contributed by Carlene Bogle
<Piscescar9@cs.com>

www.thepeaches.com/music/

