Nebraska (i/nəˈbræskə/) is a state on the Great Plains of the Midwestern United States. Its state capital is Lincoln and its largest city is Omaha, on the Missouri River.
The state is crossed by many historic trails, but it was the California Gold Rush that first brought large numbers here, and it became a state in 1867. Certain landmarks still compete for the notional distinction 'Where the West Begins'.
There are wide variations between winter and summer temperatures, and violent thunderstorms and tornadoes are common. The state is characterized by treeless prairie, ideal for cattle-grazing, and it is a major producer of beef, as well as pork, maize and soybeans. Nebraska is overwhelmingly rural, as the 8th least-densely populated state of the United States.
Ethnically, the largest group are German-Americans, and the state has the biggest Czech-American population per head. During the Great Migration, many African Americans came to Omaha, and they continue to campaign for improved conditions. More recently, Native American activism has increased, with a drive for self-determination in a climate of co-operation with state officials on regional issues. It is traditionally a Republican-voting state.
The lights were low but I was lower
The radio was playing somewhere else
The room was full of surface tension
I was only thinking ‘bout myself
No baby I
No baby I
No baby I don’t want to see you hurt
You got them tears they fall like pearls
Blame it on gravity, yeah
Blame it on being a girl
The room was full of undertakers
Movers and martini shakers gone
The reaper left at 7:30
Took off in a taxi with a blonde
The difference between us
Is way down on the inside
It’s very tricky business
No baby I
No baby I
No baby I don’t want to see you hurt
You got them tears
They fall like pearls
Blame it on gravity, yeah
Blame it on being a girl
Blame it on gravity, yeah
Blame it on being a girl
Here’s a toast to no good Friday
I was bound to do it my way wrong
Strum it on a telecaster
Sing it like a train disaster song
The difference between us
Is way down on the inside
And it’s very tricky business
No baby I
No baby I
No baby I don’t want to see you hurt
You got them tears they fall like pearls
Blame it on gravity, yeah
Blame it on being a girl
Blame it on gravity, yeah