Ohio

Pretty lady at the side of the train

It’s hard to tell if I’ll come to this town again

But if I do, I’ll know where to find you,

And if I do, I’ll hope to remind you of what you said to me

This is the land of grass and grain

This is the place that’s sweet like rain

This is the land I’ll always know

Welcome to good old Ohio

Pretty lady at the side of the road,

It’s hard to tell if you’re the same one since you’re tall and grown

But if you are, finally I’m near you,

And if you are, finally I can hear you again say those words to me

This is the land of grass and grain

This is the place that’s sweet like rain

This is the land I’ll always know

Welcome to good old Ohio

Pretty lady in the middle of my arms,

Now we’re here, amongst the fields and the farms and so I’ll stay

Sitting here with you, and I’ll stay,

And you know that I’ll ask you to say those words to me

This is the land of grass and grain

This is the place that’s sweet like rain

This is the land I’ll always know

Welcome to good old Ohio

Pretty lady at the side of the train

It’s hard to tell if I’ll come to this town again

But if I do, I’ll know where to find you,

And if I do, I’ll hope to remind you of what you said to me

This is the land of grass and grain

This is the place that’s sweet like rain

This is the land I’ll always know

Welcome to good old Ohio

This is the land of grass and grain

This is the place that’s sweet like rain

This is the land I’ll always know

Welcome to good old Ohio

Pretty lady at the side of the train

It’s hard to tell if I’ll come to this town again