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Now the world has seven wonders
The travelers always tell
Some gardens and some towers
I guess you know them well
But now the greatest wonder
Is in Uncle Sam's fair land
It's the King Columbia River
And the big Grand Coulee Dam
She heads up the Canadian Rockies
Where the rippling waters glide
Comes a-rambling down the canyon
To meet the salty tide
Of the wide Pacific Ocean
Where the sun sets in the west
And the big Grand Coulee country
In the land I love the best
In the misty crystal glitter
Of that wild and windward spray
Men have fought the pounding waters
And met a watery grave
She tore their boats to splinters
But she gave men dreams to dream
Of the day the Coulee Dam
Would cross that wild and windy stream
Now Uncle Sam took up the challenge
In the year of 'thirty-three
For the farmer and the factory
And all of you and me
He said, "Roll along, Columbia
You can ramble to the sea
But river, while you're rambling
You can do some work for me"
Now in Washington and Oregon
You can hear the factories hum
Making chrome and making manganese
And light aluminum
And there runs our mighty furnace
Now to fight for Uncle Sam
It's the big Columbia River
By the big Grand Coulee Dam
In the misty crystal glitter
Of that wild and windward spray
Men have fought the pounding waters
And met a watery grave
She tore their boats to splinters
But she gave men dreams to dream
Of the day the Coulee Dam
Would cross that wild and windy stream
She heads up the Canadian Rockies
Where the rippling waters glide
Comes a-rambling down the canyon
To meet the salty tide
Of the wide Pacific Ocean
Where the sun sets in the west
And the big Grand Coulee country
In the land I love the best
Now the world has seven wonders
The travelers always tell
Some gardens and some towers
I guess you know them well
But now the greatest wonder
Is in Uncle Sam's fair land
It's the King Columbia River
And the big Grand Coulee Dam
It's the big Columbia River
And the big Grand Coulee Dam