Idaho,
Let me go,
I feel so very far from home.
You folks are kind,
If a little crazy,
Not unlike my own sweet lady.
Well the hotel’s clean,
Not too noisy;
The trouble is
It’s in Boise,
Idaho.

Idaho,
I suppose,
You look quite pretty all swathed in snow.
But just right now
I’d rather be
Sitting on my sofa with a cup of tea
Watching Premiership football,
The proper kind;
Something that y’all
Just can’t find
In Idaho.
Idaho.

Idaho,
I’m down so low,
I wanna pack my things and go,
Find a flight,
Make a connection.
It terrifies me but I’ll make an exception,
Just to hold my child
And say, “Shh! What’s that noise?”
She, she wants her daddy
But he’s in Boise,
Idaho.
Idaho.

Idaho,
This I know,
It’s ten times warmer in New Mexico.
But may I say
It’s plain that you are
Ten times cooler than the state of Utah.
Well, I miss my girl, but hey!
That’s my choice, see!
Without her this whole world is Boise,
Idaho.
Idaho.