Lyrics:
the banks of the moraine rise; From the foot of Blue Mountain tops, the eagle cries, ""Wallowa!"" Chorus: I hear your song, it sings to me On city
As if you know the story of Wallowa Lake Leviathan first hid in the deep where her children sleep She kept them hidden from the plague But have
made their camp along the streams Of the green Wallowa Valley when fences had no name And they bred a strain of horses, the treasure of the tribe
I am a child of the Wallowa Valley in the wilds of Oregon I am 'Thunder Rolling Down the Mountain' I was born a chief's son The Nez Perce were my
In order to save my life, I sent you out on a foggy Oregon night Out by Wallowa Lake In order to make things right I sent you out By bodies
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