IN KANSAS

Oh, the girls grow tall in Kansas,
The girls they grow tall in Kansas;
The girls they grow tall, the boys love them all,
Then marry them in the fall, in Kansas.

Now potatoes they grow small in Kansas,
Potatoes they grow small in Kansas;
Potatoes they grow small, they dig them in the fall,
And eat them hide and all, in Kansas.

Now they say to drink's a sin in Kansas,
They say to drink's a sin in Kansas;
They say to drink's a sin so they guzzle all they kin,
Though the drys are voted in, in Kansas.

Oh they chaw tobacco thin in Kansas,
They chaw tobacco thin in Kansas;
They chaw tobacco thin, they spit it on their chin,
And lap it up again, in Kansas.

So come all who want to roam in Kansas,
Come all who want to roam in Kansas;
Come all who want to roam and seek a prairie home,
And be happy with your doom, in Kansas.

Cowboy and Western Songs, A. E. and A. S. Fife, 1969 (1982), No. 32, pp. 96-97, with music, sung by Joan O'Bryant.
Very close to the one from Belden posted by Joe Offer, but easier to post in full than point out differences. The Fifes' says it is typical of the songs sung by frontiersmen, "at least since the 1840s."