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Oh to be in Michigan in October's purple haze!
With wild geese honking northward through all the blue, bright days;
When beech-leaves all are turning brown and maples redly blaze!

Oh to be in Michigan in joyous winter time!
When diamond sparks are on the snow and merry sleighbells chime;
And voices sweetly mingle in the current of the rime!

Oh to be in Michigan at any time of year!
In bloomy May or hot July, October bright, November sere
Or in the gladsome winter time! No other land's so dear!



MY HEART' IN THE NORTHLAND!
My heart's in the Northland, my heart's far away!
My heart's in the Northland by night and by day;
No matter how lonely, no matter how drear,
My heart's in the Northland, my heart is not here.

I love its deep ravines, I love its high hills,
With love for the Northland my heart ever thrills;
Wherever I wander, wherever I go,
My heart's with the Northland, its ice and its snow.

Farewell to the Northland, Fate calls me afar;
The doorway to fortune seems standing ajar;
But whatever the lessons in life I may learn,
My heart to the Northland shall ever return.

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