Fortune: "You will take a pleasant journey to a faraway place"

well there's a time and there's a place

to put hard times on hold

to dry off and drive off

to some other place

to grow old, grow old


well there's a farm out by the lake

that keeps stock of our lives

the animals in the barn they heard us

hang up our knives


we don't cry from our onions

and we cherish our chives

the trees will sweeten our pancakes

and the honey's in the hives


welcome to Boisenberg

you'll love it here


take a trip along the bank

invest in some pleasantries

in short by the shore

we ensure you shall treasure these


cobblers and corn cobs

by the barleycorn we measure these

sight scenes we grow here

pears, partridges, pheasants in trees


well there's a field quite far away

where foliage fills the soil

the pollen is pullin' the pain and the rain

from the oils of mortal coils


taste the cider from the spile

nothing ferments here nothing spoils

the sun seals in the flavor of life

the summer is set to broil


welcome to Boisenberg

you'll love it here


welcome to Boisenberg

we know you'll love it here

welcome to Boisenberg

we know you'll love it here


take a trip along the bank

invest in some pleasantries

in short by the shore

we ensure you shall treasure these


cobblers and corn cobs (blackberry cobbler, corn and pineapples )

by the barleycorn we measure these (our carrots may cost a bit, but memories turn gold)

sight scenes we grow here (we'll sell your our celeries, a wedge of our vegetables)

pears, partridges, pheasants in trees (go explore the orchard)


take a trip to somewhere far and away from home


our artichoke heart is where the heart is homegrown

crop out all the pests but don't take photos alone

what we lent you seeps out lentil soup and sepia tones

through a picturesque lemonade pitcher the yellow pitch citrus of sunlight is shone


take a trip along the bank

invest in some pleasantries

in short by the shore

we ensure you shall treasure these


cobblers and corn cobs (blackberry cobbler, corn and pineapples )

by the barleycorn we measure these (our carrots may cost a bit, but memories turn gold)

sight scenes we grow here (we'll sell your our celeries, a wedge of our vegetables)

pears, partridges, pheasants in trees (go explore the orchard)