Originally written 3/6/14.
The place I once called home I call home once again,
I do believe it's the best place I've ever been.
Oh, the ironies of life never cease to amaze me,
Spencers and Marlboro seem to have some history.
Marlboro, Ohio is unextraordinary,
But it's as good a place as any to be happy.
But it's as good a place as any to be happy.
Back in Marlborough we were dukes and royalty,
Here we're just citizens--happy to be free.
Here we're just citizens--happy to be free.
Marlboro doesn't have anyone like a William Golding,
But we've got fun and friends and hands for holding.
But we've got fun and friends and hands for holding.
Marlborough has those roads as wide as any you'll see,
Back home we just hope to avoid potholes and tragedy.
Back home we just hope to avoid potholes and tragedy.
There's something about that small-town sort of charm,
The scenery, the simplicity, the sounds and smells of the farm.
The scenery, the simplicity, the sounds and smells of the farm.
Look how far we've come, and, yet, everything is pretty much the same,
We've just dropped a couple of letters from our name.
We've just dropped a couple of letters from our name.
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