Way Down In Iowa

(I’m Going To Hide Away)
A song from 1916.
Words by Sam M. Lewis and Joe Young.
Music by Geo. W. Meyer.


The sheet music:


Accompaniment by James Pitt-Payne:


Lyrics

  1. I found a horse shoe yesterday
    It brought me good luck right away
    Now I’m not superstitious
    But my wishes all came true
    I went and rubbed a rusty nail
    And then I made a wish for mail
    Next day a letter said
    “You’d better come home without fail”

Chorus
I’m gonna hide away, on a little farm in Iowa
I’m gonna ride away
On the road that leads to yesterday
Why, I can almost picture dear old mother
Sprinkling sugar on my bread and butter
Way down in that town in Iowa
Two heads are crowned with gray
Oh! I owe them more than I can pay
The fields of new mown hay
Just moan and say,”Go home and stay”
And when I get back with them both
I’ll never leave, I’ll take an oath
I’ll hide away, way down in Iowa

  1. My palm was itching all last night
    That means I’ll get my fare all-right
    I found a four-leaf clover
    Hard luck’s over, me for home
    My ear is ringing like a bell
    That means the folks all wish me well
    Now I’m delighted, so excited
    I could fairly yell