Spuds and Glory

In the heartland fields, where the dirt's our gold Plantin' our faith, watch the roots take hold Down on our knees, in the loam, we trust Pray for the rain, 'neath the sun, we must [Pre-Chorus] Give thanks to the earth, beneath the sky's blue hush For the bounty we reap, from the dawn till dusk Oh, we bow to starchy wonder Here's what we say, brother Lift that spud up, boys Lift that spud up Tater lovin' folks Lift that spud up In the tater town, where the spuds are king We celebrate with the harvest swing Golden fields, russet, and red We got Idaho's finest, from the ground they're wed [Chorus] Raise your spuds to the sky, let the world see 'em high For the potato gods, we live and die