When I'm feeling lonely
I go to prairie dog town,
Prairie dog town.
There's always something happening
Down in prairie dog town,
Prairie dog town.
Popping up, popping down,
Making all their funny little sounds,
In prairie dog town.
The cousins of the chipmunk
Live in prairie dog town,
In prairie dog town.
Seems they're always eating
Down in prairie dog town,
Prairie dog town.
Standing up, running around,
Watching, barking, disappearing underground,
In prairie dog town.
So … When I'm feeling lonely
I go to prairie dog town,
Prairie dog town.
My cares will surely vanish
When I move to prairie dog town,
Prairie dog town.
5:00 pm, June 17, 2016
Roosevelt National Park
Medora, North Dakota
(With apologies to Bruce Hornsby)
