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Where Iroquois and Shawnee walked the land
And Delaware with Mingo shared the span
The Buckhannon ran its pathways through the green
With French Creek calling stories yet unseen
The Pringle brothers carved their life from wood
In a great old sycamore in sixty four they stood
From river bends to Rock Cave's fertile ground
And early farms and cabins spread around
Upshur County, rise and let your story stand
Your river lifts the voices flowing through the land
And courthouse bells still chime through all the streets we share
A promise kept that Upshur County matters there
The soldiers' ranks moved into Buckhannon town
As shifting lines of Blue and Gray came down
With statehood dawning in June '63
This county stood for hope and liberty
The timber camps of Ten Mile shaped the land
And one‑room schools in hollows taught by hand
With Adrian's coal once fueling the valley's span
While Audra's rails cut deep through hardwood stands
The Strawberry Festival still fills Main Street
Where Wesleyan's halls keep learning's steady beat
From Sago's sorrow, strength and faith have grown
As Little Kanawha keeps Fidler's Mill well‑known
Upshur County, rise and let your story stand
Your river lifts the voices flowing through the land
And courthouse bells still chime through all the streets we share
A promise kept that Upshur County matters there
The hills remember footsteps fading through the pines
They hold the echoes, keeping watch along the lines
From ridge to river every tale is yours to keep
A mountain song that rises where the valleys sleep
Upshur County, rise and let your story stand
Your river lifts the voices flowing through the land
And courthouse bells still chime through all the streets we share
A promise kept that Upshur County matters there
Upshur County, rise and let your story stand
Your river lifts the voices flowing through the land