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William Brown, a tobacco man Left North Carolina when he sold his land He took a train to Omaha Stayed there with some friends he had And he didn't mind the dust And he didn't mind the wind And he didn't mind the cold And he didn't miss home And he liked the people And he liked the town So he built himself a house beside the river And he sent for his children And he sent for his cars And he bought himself a little business that would run itself And he didn't mind the dust And he didn't mind the wind And he didn't mind the cold And he didn't miss home