WYOMING: GOOD ENOUGH FOR ME. By "The Cowboy Author" They talk of California, They say the climate's grand. They sing of Old New Hampshire, Also of "Dixie Land.''' They sing of Dear Old Georgia, And Sunny Tennessee. I'll sing of Old Wyoming, It's good enough for me. In Nebraska there's a cyclone. In Kansas there's a flood: While down in old Missouri They wade knee deep in mud. In Texas there's a terror of Submersion by the sea. In Wyoming we have neither. And it's good enough for me, The east coast has its hurricanes; The west coast has its fogs The north is full of snow and ice. The south is full of bogs. I've traveled Uncle Sam's domain. And some across the sea. But I live in old Wyoming, It is good enough for me. Wyoming where the farmer's crop Was never known to fail. When fruits all miss in other states, We've plenty here for sale. But for living in Wyoming My reasons first are three; There's Sunshine, Health and Happiness, Which is good enough for me