GRAND COULEE DAM (Testo e musica di Woody Guthrie) 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 land, It’s the king Columbia River and the big Grand Coulee Dam. She heads up the Canadian Rockies where the rippling waters glide, Comes a-rambling 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 windward 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 ‘thirty-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 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. In the misty crystal glitter of that wild and windward 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. Woody Guthrie > canzoni > This Land Is Your Land - The Asch Recordings Vol 1