To Build a Home Jason Robert Brown (Ft. Kelli O'Hara)

[FRANCESCA]
There's a boat that leaves from Napoli
Every Thursday in the morning
And a nervous bride can share a bed
With her soldier from the States
For a week, the ocean carries them
Over lost and churning water
And they land in New York Harbor
Then to Pennsylvania Station
Where they board a train
That slices like a scythe
Through the fields of America

This is Albany
This is Buffalo
This is Cleveland
This is South Bend
This is Chicago
This is Osceola Station
Where a truck will take them
Deeper into Iowa
To Winterset
And three hundred acres
Waiting to be tamed

And blade of grass by blade of grass
And ear of corn by ear of corn
And bale of hay by day by day
They build themselves a home
And day by day and year by year
From boy to man, from calf to steer
What's lost from there may not grow here
But comes the sun
Look what they've done:
They've built themselves a home