Bob Dylan Grand Coulee Dam
Well the world owns seven wonders as the travellers
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.
That King Columbia river and the great Grand Coulee
Dam.
She come up the Canadian Rockies where the crystal
waters glide,
Comes a-roaring down the canyon to meet that salty tide
From the great Pacific Ocean to where the sun sets in
the west,
That big Grand Coulee country in that land I love the
best.
In the misty glitter of that wild and windward spray,
Men have fought the pounding waters and met a watery
grave.
Once she tore men's boats to splinters but she gave men
dreams to dream,
That day that Grand Coulee dam went across that wild
and restless stream.
Oh Uncle Sam took up the notion in the year of thirty
three,
For the factory and the farmer and for all of you and
me.
He said: roll it on Columbia, you can roll out to the
sea
But river, while you're rolling you can do some work
for me.
Now from Washington and Oregon you can hear them
factories a-hum,
Making corn and making manganese and light aluminum.
Always a flying fortress to blast for Uncle Sam,
That King Columbia river and the great Grand Coulee
dam.
Well the world owns seven wonders as the travellers
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.
That King Columbia river and the great Grand Coulee Dam
