Sometimes my mind drifts back in time to a place that called itself divine happy land
Oh what a name but nothing about it fit that claim
Flat kick balls broken toys dreams lost on those girls and boys
They served us lunch on wax paper squares now I gag just thinking about it there
Monroe made a break one day ran for freedom come what may
I stood there cheering frozen in fear wishing I could disappear
Happy land oh it ain't what it seems not a place for childhood dreams
Rusty swings and cries that linger like a song played on a splintered finger
If I ever strike it rich someday I'll build a place where kids can play
A happy land that earns the name where laughter runs wild and free of shame
Field trip came we packed the van headed to another happy land
Same flat balls same sad eyes like mirror images in disguise
Teachers barked the days dragged on dreaming of a world where we belong
Nintendo Nights Monroe Free that's the life I long to see
We weren't poor in heart or soul but broken dreams can take the toll
I'd build a place with open doors where joy ain't rationed anymore
Happy land oh it ain't what it seems not a place for childhood dreams
Rusty swings and cries that linger like a song played on a splintered finger
If I ever strike it rich someday I'll build a place where kids can play
A happy land that earns the name where laughter runs wild and free of shame
No wax paper meals no hand-me-down toys just wide open spaces for girls and boys
Bright red slides the smell of fresh-cut grass a place where childhood's meant to last
Let the sound of joy fill the air a happy land beyond despair
Happy land oh it ain't what it seems not a place for childhood dreams
Rusty swings and cries that linger like a song played on a splintered finger
If I ever strike it rich someday I'll build a place where kids can play
A happy land that earns the name where laughter runs wild and free of shame
Lord if I ever hold a lucky hand I'll make a real happy land
Not just a sign or a hollow claim but a place where kids can smile again
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Sometimes my mind drifts back in time to a place that called itself divine happy land
Oh what a name but nothing about it fit that claim
Flat kick balls broken toys dreams lost on those girls and boys
They served us lunch on wax paper squares now I gag just thinking about it there
Monroe made a break one day ran for freedom come what may
I stood there cheering frozen in fear wishing I could disappear
Happy land oh it ain't what it seems not a place for childhood dreams
Rusty swings and cries that linger like a song played on a splintered finger
If I ever strike it rich someday I'll build a place where kids can play
A happy land that earns the name where laughter runs wild and free of shame
Field trip came we packed the van headed to another happy land
Same flat balls same sad eyes like mirror images in disguise
Teachers barked the days dragged on dreaming of a world where we belong
Nintendo Nights Monroe Free that's the life I long to see
We weren't poor in heart or soul but broken dreams can take the toll
I'd build a place with open doors where joy ain't rationed anymore
Happy land oh it ain't what it seems not a place for childhood dreams
Rusty swings and cries that linger like a song played on a splintered finger
If I ever strike it rich someday I'll build a place where kids can play
A happy land that earns the name where laughter runs wild and free of shame
No wax paper meals no hand-me-down toys just wide open spaces for girls and boys
Bright red slides the smell of fresh-cut grass a place where childhood's meant to last
Let the sound of joy fill the air a happy land beyond despair
Happy land oh it ain't what it seems not a place for childhood dreams
Rusty swings and cries that linger like a song played on a splintered finger
If I ever strike it rich someday I'll build a place where kids can play
A happy land that earns the name where laughter runs wild and free of shame
Lord if I ever hold a lucky hand I'll make a real happy land
Not just a sign or a hollow claim but a place where kids can smile again
Oh what a name but nothing about it fit that claim
Flat kick balls broken toys dreams lost on those girls and boys
They served us lunch on wax paper squares now I gag just thinking about it there
Monroe made a break one day ran for freedom come what may
I stood there cheering frozen in fear wishing I could disappear
Happy land oh it ain't what it seems not a place for childhood dreams
Rusty swings and cries that linger like a song played on a splintered finger
If I ever strike it rich someday I'll build a place where kids can play
A happy land that earns the name where laughter runs wild and free of shame
Field trip came we packed the van headed to another happy land
Same flat balls same sad eyes like mirror images in disguise
Teachers barked the days dragged on dreaming of a world where we belong
Nintendo Nights Monroe Free that's the life I long to see
We weren't poor in heart or soul but broken dreams can take the toll
I'd build a place with open doors where joy ain't rationed anymore
Happy land oh it ain't what it seems not a place for childhood dreams
Rusty swings and cries that linger like a song played on a splintered finger
If I ever strike it rich someday I'll build a place where kids can play
A happy land that earns the name where laughter runs wild and free of shame
No wax paper meals no hand-me-down toys just wide open spaces for girls and boys
Bright red slides the smell of fresh-cut grass a place where childhood's meant to last
Let the sound of joy fill the air a happy land beyond despair
Happy land oh it ain't what it seems not a place for childhood dreams
Rusty swings and cries that linger like a song played on a splintered finger
If I ever strike it rich someday I'll build a place where kids can play
A happy land that earns the name where laughter runs wild and free of shame
Lord if I ever hold a lucky hand I'll make a real happy land
Not just a sign or a hollow claim but a place where kids can smile again
Writer: Jared Easley
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