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Way down upon the Wabash,

such a land was never known;

If Adam had crossed over it,

why this land he’d surely own.

He’d say ‘this is the garden

he’d lived in when he was a boy,'

And he’d straight-way pronounce it

Eden in the State of Illinois.

So move your fam’ly westward,

Bring all your girls and boys

And cross the Shawnee Ferry

To the State of Illinois

Why it was here that the queen of Sheba came,

With Solomon of old.

Wagon loads of spices,

pomegranates and fine gold;

Ah but when she saw this lovely land

Why her heart was filled with joy

Straightways said she, «I'd like to be

The queen of Illinois.»

So move your fam’lies westward,

Good health you will enjoy,

And rise to wealth and honor in

The State of Illinois

She’s bounded by the Wabash,

Mississippi and the Lakes.

There’s milksick in her rolling hills

And in her swamps there’s snakes

Ah but these are slight diversions

That take not from all of the joys

Of living in this garden spot,

Called the State of Illinois.

So move your fam’lies westward,

Bring all your girls and boys

And cross the Shawnee Ferry

To the State of Illinois

So move your fam’lies westward,

Good health you will enjoy,

And rise to wealth and honor in

The State of Illinois

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