I entered the 1st grade in 1953 in the panhandle of Florida, and even though we didn't have orange trees, we sang this song:

I want to wake up in the morning
Where the orange blossoms grow,
Where the sun comes peepin'
Into where I'm sleepin'
And the songbirds say hello.
I want to wander through the orange groves
Where the orange trees grow so tall.
I want to wake up in Florida,
The greatest state of all.