(piano opening)

It sits there on the lake, where it faces sunrise.
There between Green Bay and Milwaukee, it lies.
It’s to the southeast of old Menominee.
It’s not my home town.
It’s Sheboygan, Wisconsin to me.

The people there root for the Packers and Brewers
even when those teams smell very much like the sewers.
To go there, you take Interstate 43.
Yeah, the traffic is bad.
It’s Sheboygan, Wisconsin to me.

Oh, never been there myself.
To Milwaukee I’ve gone
if for only one time.

Oh, but Blue Harbor Resort
it looks like lots of fun
so I might change my mind.

And it doesn’t look much like the Garden of Eden.
But a day or two there might just be what I’m needin’.
And the Johnsonville Brats, they’re the wurst they can be.
Go and eat ‘em all up.
It’s Sheboygan, Wisconsin, yummy.

(hums)

Oh, never been there myself.
To Milwaukee I’ve gone
if for only one time.

Oh, but I’ve written this song
and inspired I am
so I might change my mind.

And I don’t think this fact will upset us or scare us
but it was home to the Chordettes and coach Rick Majerus.
The world’s basketball champs in 1943.
Look ‘em up, the Redskins got those basketball wins.
From Sheboygan, Wisconsin, you see.

(hums to close)