Kansas sky, open and blue
Grass blowing softly in the wind
Clouds billowing in the heavens
Beginning seems to reach its end
Flat land spreads itself forever
Reaching its hands across my heart
Nature appeals to me like no other
It seems we will never be apart
Love for this place came over me
Swiftly captured me piece by piece
Swept me into the beauty of farming
Working God's land was a sweet release
Kansas sky, open and blue
Forever my respect is due