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Green Douglas firs where the waters cut through.
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Down her wild mountains and canyons she flew.
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Canadian Northwest to the ocean so blue,
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It's Roll on, Columbia, roll On!
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Roll on, Columbia, roll on.
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Roll on, Columbia, roll on.
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Your power is turning our darkness to dawn,
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So, Roll on, Columbia, roll on
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Other great rivers add power to you,
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Yakima, Snake, and the Klickitat, too,
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Sandy, Willamette, and Hood River, too;
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Roll on Columbia, roll on!
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It's there on your banks that you fought many a fight,
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Sheridan's boys in the block house at night,
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They saw us in death, but never in flight;
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Roll on, Columbia, roll on!
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Roll on, Columbia, roll on.
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Roll on, Columbia, roll on.
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Your power is turning our darkness to dawn,
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So, Roll on, Columbia, roll on
verse 3
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Our loved ones we lost there at Coe's little store,
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By fireball and rifle, a dozen or more,
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We won by the Mary and soldiers she bore;
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Roll on, Columbia, Roll On!
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Remember the trial when the battle was won,
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The wild Indian warriors to the tall timber run,
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We hung every Indian with smoke in his gun;
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Roll on, Columbia, Roll on!
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Year after year we had tedious trials,
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Fighting the rapids at Cascades and Dalles.
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The Injuns rest peaceful on Memaloose Isle;
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Roll on, Columbia, Roll on!
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Roll on, Columbia, roll on.
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Roll on, Columbia, roll on.
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Your power is turning our darkness to dawn,
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So, Roll on, Columbia, roll on
verse 4
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At Bonneville now there are ships in the locks,
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The waters have risen and drownded the rocks,
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Ship loads of plenty will steam in the docks,
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Roll On, Columbia, Roll On!
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On up the river at Grand Coulee Dam,
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Mightiest thing ever built by a man,
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We run the great factories for old Uncle Sam,
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It's roll on, Colombia, Roll on.
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Roll on, Columbia, roll on.
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Roll on, Columbia, roll on.
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Your power is turning our darkness to dawn,
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So, Roll on, Columbia, roll on
Written by Woody Guthrie/Lead Belly