Tekst
William Brown, a tobacco man
Left North Carolina when he sold his land
He took a train to Omaha
Stayed there with some friends he had
And he didn't mind the dust
And he didn't mind the wind
And he didn't mind the cold
And he didn't miss home
And he liked the people
And he liked the town
So he built himself a house beside the river
And he sent for his children
And he sent for his cars
And he bought a little business that would
run itself
And he didn't mind the dust
And he didn't mind the wind
And he didn't mind the cold
And he didn't miss home
