My Sweet District - Song for MTG

Chorus

I'm gonna lay down my ballot, hang up my hat

Cause my sweet district's seen enough of that

There's chickens to feed and fields to sow

Come next January, I'm gonna blow.

Post-Chorus

Home to the hills, back where I belong

Home to my district, hummin' this song

Verse 2

Promises tumble like stones in the creek

Folks here are weirder every week

Once I was hotter to carry the flame

Now I just warming to shootable game

Pre-Chorus

Old friends are calling, there's corn to shuck

There's more to a life than just mucking this muck

Chorus

I'm gonna lay down my ballot, hang up my hats

Cause my sweet district is eating the cats

There's chickens to feed and fields to sow

Come next January, I'm gonna blow.

Post-Chorus

Home to the hills, home to the hills

Ho diddi ho ho, Hi hi