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GRAND COULEE DAM (Woody Guthrie) Woody Guthrie - 1941 Lonnie Donegan - 1958 Cisco Houston - 1963 Bob Dylan - 1972 Ramblin' Jack Elliott - 1976 Also recorded by: Norman Blake; James Talley; Earl Robinson. Now the world holds seven wonders That 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 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 For to meet that salty tide Of the big Pacific Ocean Where the sun sinks in the west In the big Grand Coulee country In the land I love the best In the misty crystal glitter Of the wild and windward spray Men have fought the pounding waters And met a watery grave Why, 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 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 roll down to the sea But river, while you're rambling You can do some work for me." In the misty crystal glitter Of the wild and windward spray Men have fought the pounding waters And met a watery grave Why, 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 Now from Washington and Oregon You can hear the factories hum Making chrome and making manganese And white aluminum Now the roar of the Flying Fortress For to fight for Uncle Sam On the howling King Columbia By the big Grand Coulee Dam In the misty crystal glitter Of the wild and windward spray Men have fought the pounding waters And met a watery grave Why, 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 Now the world holds seven wonders That the travellers always tell Some gardens and some towers, Why, I guess you know them well But now the greatest wonder Is in Uncle Sam's fair land It's the big Columbia River And the big Grand Coulee Dam. (Contributed/Transcribed by Bill Huntley - January 2006)

    


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