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Well, the world has seven wonders that the trav’lers always tell

Some gardens and some towers, I guess you know them well

But now the greatest wonder is in Uncle Sam’s fair lang

It’s the big Columbia River and the big Grand Coulee Dam

She heads up the Canadian Rockies where the rippling waters glide

Comes a-roaring 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 wind ward spray

Men have fought the pounding waters and met a watery grave

Well, she tore their boats to splinters but she gave men dreams to dream

Of the day the Coulee Dam would cross that wild and wasted stream

Uncle Sam took up the challenge in the year of 'thrity-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 roars the flying fortress now to fight for Uncle Sam

Spawned upon the King Columbia by the big Grand Coulee Dam

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