They read the good Book from Fri' till Monday,
That's how the weekend goes.
I've got a dream house I'll build there one day,
With picket fence and ramblin' rose.
I feel so welcome each time that I return
That my happy heart keeps laughin' like a clown.
I love the dear hearts and gentle people,
Who live and love in my home town.
There's a place I'd like to go and it's Batten, Idaho,
Where your friendly neighbors smile and say "Hello."
It's a pleasure and a treat to meander down the street,
That's why I want the whole wide world to know.
I love those dear hearts and gentle people,
Who live in my home town.
Because those dear hearts and gentle people
Will never ever let you down.