It's up in the pines where the sun
seldom shines
Where a sane person never strays.
It was there we went
Tho we weren't God sent
We stayed for quite a few days.
It's isolation without population
It's there you don't want to go.
We were there for a spell
It was lonely as Hell,
In Southern Idaho.
The town isn't small
It's not there at all
I'll tell you because I know.
But if you want peace
That will never cease,
Go to Del Amar, Idaho.
about 1941
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