THE TRANSPLANT SONG



by Da Yoopers


I was sitting in a Detroit bar this guy he says to me
You must be from Canada, Newfoundland maybe.
No, I said, you’re slightly off, as I pointed with my beer
I’m from up above the mitten, this place over here.
I still wear my swampers and I drive my beat up truck.
I go up to Witch Lake every year to get my buck.
When I get back to Detroit all the guys they laugh at me
Two weeks at the deer camp and I’m speaking Yoopanese.


Chorus:
I’m a Yooperman from Yooperland, you’ll find us everywhere.
I come here for the paychecks, but I miss that U.P. air.
I’m a Yooperman from Yooperland, I’m not down here by choice.
My heart is back in Yooperland but my ass is in Detroit.

My wife is from Mt. Clemens, she’s a troll from down below.
I dragged her up to Yooperland, she didn’t wanna go.
But when she saw the colors and she smelled that U.P. air,
Now she wants to quit her job and go to live up there.
I work hard for Henry Ford, I never miss a day.
I don’t like the city, but I sure don’t mind the pay.
My kids were born below the bridge, but their roots they can’t forget
We head north to Yooperland every chance we get.

Chorus:
I’m a Yooperman from Yooperland, you’ll find us everywhere.
I come here for the paychecks, but I miss that U.P. air.
I’m a Yooperman from Yooperland, I’m not down here by choice.
My heart is back in Yooperland but my ass is in Detroit.