Chepachet
(sung to Oh What a Beautiful Morning)

There's a bright golden haze in the meadow
There's a bright golden haze in the meadow
The corn is as high as an elephant's eye
And it looks like it's climbing clear up to the sky

That's what it's like in Chepachet
That's what it's like in the sticks
You go there to breathe in the fresh air
You come home to pick off the ticks