I wrote a little song lately...
Oh give me a home where the children can roam and the view’s a breathtaking display.
Where fruit trees abound and cul de sac’s round, and children will not disobey.
Home home on the Rangely. Where the six Mountain Miller kids play. Where often is heard a song from a bird, Thank God for this home we do pray.
Oh Rangely we’re happy to stay!
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