Chuck Brodsky People Up Here
It's the end of the Earth, it's the furthest spot
On the biggest map it's the smallest dot
Where the air is nice and the water's good
It's as far as you can get from Hollywood
You're not going to find a five star hotel
But people up here, they'll treat you well
The towels will be fresh & the sheets will be clean
Someone'll go find you a coffee machine
People up here they'll open their doors
Fill up the beds, the couches and floors
Tents in the back yard, tents in the front
Pancakes in the morning if anybody wants
People here might not have a whole lot
But part of it's your's, whatever they've got
If you want you can throw something into the pot
A story, a song, a fish that you caught
**People up here, they welcome you in
Treat you as if you were one of their kin
Sit you down to a big plate of grub
You can just taste it was made with love
You just better not talk like a big city cat
Complain about this & complain about that
Act like you're better than anyone else
Somebody'll tell you to go ____ yourself
People up here, they're pretty smart
They've figured it out, they think with their hearts
They say what they mean & mean what they say
It isn't always like that when you come from away
**People up here, they welcome you in
Treat you as if you were one of their kin
Sit you down to a big plate of grub
You can just taste it was made with love
People up here are the salt of the earth
They'd give you the backs right out of their shirts
Take off their shoes and give you their feet
Nicest people you'll ever meet
People up here, they don't suffer fools
They only have use for a few golden rules
They'll do unto you before you can to them
And they'll do unto you again and again
**People up here, they welcome you in
Treat you as if you were one of their kin
Sit you down to a big plate of grub
You can just taste it was made with love
