MY COLORADO
Colorado! Oh, my own beloved Colorado!
Colorado, in the early days of spring;
Colorado, “when the birds are on the wing.”
Colorado, Colorado, ’tis of thee I dearly love to sing!
Colorado, when the brooks are flowing full and free;
Colorado, when “the herds come lowing o’er the lea”;
Colorado! Colorado! Oh, my own beloved Colorado!
Colorado is the place for you, friend, and for me.
Colorado, Colorado in the Autumn’s golden glow;
Colorado, when the hills are capped with snow;
Colorado, when the skies are soft and blue;
Colorado, Colorado,—how I do love you!
Colorado! Oh, my own beloved Colorado!