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 rip
pling 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 be st
In the misty crystal glitter
Of the wild and windward spray
Manna 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
wildest 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 rolls a flying fortress fortified for
Uncle
Sam
Along the whole of
Key
Columbia, by the big grand
Coulee
Dam
In the misty crystal glitter of the
wild and windward spray
Men had fought the pounding waters,
and made 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,
and the travellers always tell
Some gardens and some towers,
what a gift 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